As usual, Dicaprio continued his conversation starters towards the Tianjing squadron. Being one of the only 2 C rank squadrons that have slaughtered their way into the best of 64, it had to be said that they have proved the point of Dicaprio's eyesight being acute.
Same as before, Dicaprio still possessed his God-given luck, having bumped into an A rank squadron, the Justdiva G squadron. Regardless of the A rank evaluation given to their opponent, the silver long was that they were not an S ranked squadron.
Ma Dong was full of envy. " F*ck! Being a C rank and also being crowned as one of the great black horses, how is it that they are so lucky?"
"Different situations called for different types of call to arms. This time, we definitely will be paid attention to. Being able to enter the 2nd round is also something worth celebrating about." Wang Zhong said while patting Dicaprio's shoulder. "Our goal has always been to be matched against an S rank."
