On the stage, the Dust Valley Sect disciple stood confidently, staring at their opponent. Their first opponent was the Guo clan disciples.
Wang Jun stared at the Guo clan leading disciple with a challenging gaze. Feeling Wang Jun's gaze, Guo Ming shivered and his hand trembled.
'How could our luck be this bad?' he cried in his heart.
He had prayed not to meet the two sects and the three top clans.
Alas…
The spectators looked at the Guo clan disciples with pity. Of all people they could meet, how could their first match be against the Dust Valley Sect?
Standing on the judge's podium, the three judges did not have any change in their expressions, and one of them shouted.
"Fight!"
Instantly, a thick tension filled the sky as all eyes were fixated on the Guo clan disciples. Are they going to surrender or fight?
Before the audience could react, Guo Ming shouted helplessly.
"We surrender."
Sigh!
