Zhang Jing calmly replied.
The two of them were talking.
"Zhang Jing, Ninth Performance Platform," Senior Brother Liu's voice rang out.
"It's my turn."
Zhang Jing gave a slight smile. Then, under the gaze of everyone around him, he strode towards the Ninth Performance Platform.
Below the performance platform.
The crowd surrounding the stage watched a stranger step by step climb onto the platform, and heard a unfamiliar name. They immediately realized that this was another Grade-B talent.
As a result, they all stared unblinkingly at the stage.
Huh--
After several deep breaths, Zhang Jing managed to block out all the noise around him, his gaze focused entirely on the puppet.
Step out!
It was just like triggering a switch.
In Zhang Jing's line of sight, the puppet suddenly raised its head. Its hollow eyes were staring straight at him, a complicated array of spell restrictions lit up, and a wild surge of spiritual power was coming towards him.
The next moment.
