Yun Bilu gritted her teeth and was about to pick it up.
Number five sat on the ground and came back to his senses. He saw that most of the contestants around him were looking at him with disdain or even ridicule. There was almost no sympathy.
She was furious. At this moment, she looked at number fifty-seven, who was being beaten by number three hundred and ten.
Moreover, she didn't know if it was intentional, but this number 310 specially slapped number 57's face. One slap after another, the crisp sound of the slap came one after another. To her ears, it was as if she was being slapped.
After all, this number fifty-seven was someone close to her. She had chosen to be her follower's partner. If her follower couldn't match up to number twenty-six's follower, didn't this mean that she couldn't close the gap between them?
Number Five's heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
