"I'll fight in the second round!"
Wang Zhixing's voice was firm and filled with confidence.
When the people behind him heard this, they looked especially shocked. The same went for Aatrox, who was on the opposite side. Aatrox quickly revealed a mocking smile.
"Peak Master Wang, don't be rash. We can wait for them to finish the announcement before making a plan."
Elder Tarot tried to persuade him.
"That's right! Peak Master Wang, don't be rash."
The elders all echoed in agreement.
"Dad, have you really thought it through?" Wang Jiajun knew his father very well and knew that he wouldn't do anything rash.
"Yes!" Wang Zhixing only nodded slightly, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.
"Dad, I believe you." Wang Jiajun didn't try to persuade him. Instead, he understood his father's determination.
On the other side, Aatrox still had a teasing smile on his face, but his brain was thinking quickly.
