Song qingxiao's individual strength was indeed very strong. In terms of one-on-one combat, she was probably one of the best among the seven trial-takers.
However, her two fists might not be able to fight against four hands. Under the joint efforts of everyone, she would eventually lose.
After number seven finished speaking, he stared at song Qing with a smile and waited for her answer.
She looked young and beautiful, and when she entered the trial, she had a lively and outgoing personality. When she had just entered the mission scene, she had also been thick-skinned enough to strike up a conversation with Zhou xueli, hoping to get some clues about the mission. Now was the best time for her to speak, saving the others a lot of trouble.
Everyone wanted to know the answer to No. 7's question, and they were also looking forward to song qingxiao's answer.
Song Qingxin was well aware of what number seven was planning.
