After Bai Guo entered, all four Trojan Squads participating in the Title Contention Battle had now shown up: a German team of five, a team of nine, a Chinese team of five, and a team of twenty.
"Old Lin, your squad sure has a lot of members," Huangfu Xiong said, looking at the Conquerors by Tang Zheng's side. Even used to slaughter, he almost dropped his jaw. "How good of a guy does one have to be to save so many burdens?"
"Huangfu Xiong, watch your tone," Lin Weiguo frowned, she didn't like others badmouthing Tang Zheng.
"Just joking, don't take it seriously," Huangfu Xiong laughed it off, but a chill ran down his spine. He could tell these people genuinely respected Tang Zheng.
"Can we start the game now?" Fleischer, who had finished dressing, shouted towards the blue cube in the center of the room.
This guy looked no different from the Silver Trojan Horse or the Red Trojan Horse, only entirely blue, but his character was definitely different.
