Upon hearing this, many of the competitors made their way to the ring one after another, and Qin Jiang also slowly stood up and went to the ring to draw lots.
Just as Qin Jiang was about to step down, Shen Lian approached him, "Qin Jiang, you've got some nerve, daring to join the Pentahall Gathering! It seems you have no idea how many people are keeping their eyes on you, hehe."
"Get lost," Qin Jiang had no desire to waste words with him.
Shen Lian chuckled lightly, "I hope you don't end up on the same ring as me, or you won't even make it into the top eight. However, others might not let you advance to the top eight that easily either. I hope you don't get eliminated too soon and become a laughingstock."
"If I face you, I'll smash your dog head," Qin Jiang replied indifferently, and then he left straight away.
Shen Lian's face darkened.
