Chen Shun was stunned. He had only casually thrown out an opening line. Was Zhao Long serious?
He couldn't quite come to grips with it at first.
But soon, he realized Zhao Long was just teasing him.
Surrender?
He knew all too well that Zhao Long wanted to win more than anyone!
He circulated his Spirit Manipulation Energy, getting ready for the clash with Zhao Long.
But just then, Zhao Long suddenly turned his head towards the referee and said, "Referee, I surrender."
Surrender?
The referee hadn't quite caught up yet, while the audience and students below had already started making noise.
"Surrender? Is he joking? Why would he surrender?"
"Yeah, his Talent Skill isn't weak. Apart from Jiang Xian'er who is slightly better, it's not like he can't fight."
"Even if he knows he can't win, shouldn't he at least try? It's the semifinal, there's no need to do this."
Everyone exchanged remarks, all suspecting Zhao Long was joking.
