Currently, inside Ares College's courtyard, Masasi and friends had already finished their final preparations.
Steel Leg Zhuo stared at the group of people. "I have watched you put in effort as you trained. For tomorrow's battle, I hope that everyone will have no regrets and fight to the best of their abilities!"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Zhang Shan, do you have anything to say?"
"Sorry, Sir, I hope that you can reconsider and let Wang Zheng be our team's reserve. We are lacking reserve members!"
Zhuo Mu was surprised for a brief moment. The student's scores were not bad. However, he had fallen sick on the first day of special training and did not participate in it. Furthermore, the principal had even recommended him just that morning.
"Are you willing to be responsible for your decision?" Zhuo Mu said, as he looked at Zhang Shan.
