The shouting voice pierced into the door of the locker room, in which all the resting fighters were cheered up and also began roaring in their mind.
When they were looking at each other in excitement, Geezer Shi coughed to attract their attention,
"Now it's time to arrange the fighting order. Lou Cheng, you're today's anchor and join in the third round."
"Me?" Lou Cheng was surprised.
Isn't my Brother-in-law supposed to be the anchor and thus compensate for the game he lost last year?
I've even prepared to play with my towel on the substitute bench!
At the same time, Lin Que stepped forward and volunteered, "Coach, let me fight!"
Geezer Shi smiled, "Still obsessing about the game last year? Why do you even bother to remember someone of low level like him? It's good to have the desire to win but don't lower down yourself. Ok, that's it. You'll be the anchor last week."
