Suddenly, the shame was cast away by self-pride, and Zhang Xiaohua realized that he couldn't participate in Piaomiao Sect's past, but its future was right before his eyes. He might as well discard his self-pity and shame and use his blood and sweat to attain endless hope for the future!
Just as he was thinking about this, Team Leader Chang called out, "Number 205, go on stage."
Zhang Xiaohu's heart moved as his younger brother was about to go on stage. However, he had no hope for any fluke, since he himself was inferior in the contest, how could Zhang Xiaohua be an opponent? He thought of Zhang Xiaohua's embarrassment yesterday and guessed that he would soon be thrown off the stage. So, Zhang Xiaohu took a few steps to find a good spot to catch Zhang Xiaohua when he was tossed down.
But before he could move, he saw Zhang Xiaohua by his side hadn't moved either. He curiously asked, "Xiao Hua, they called your number. It's your turn."
