"Zhou Leng, you're finally here. I thought you were stopped by the demon and couldn't make it." Xue Chengsong waved at Zhou Leng.
"Zhou Leng?"
Many people turned to look at Zhou Leng.
Most people didn't know the name, but the new students from the Martial Arts Academy in both teams showed admiration.
Only Tu Rong looked awkward and adjusted his leather jacket.
After all, he lost a bet duel to Zhou Leng that day.
Chang Luan saw Zhou Leng, then looked at Song Juesi, still smiling.
Zhou Leng walked into Xue Chengsong's team.
Xue Chengsong said, "For the last match, Zhou Leng will fight."
Rao Mingxian glanced at Xue Chengsong, frowned slightly, walked to Zhou Leng, and whispered, "How is your injury? Are you okay?"
Zhou Leng said, "I've recovered. This time I'm fighting not for victory, but to learn from Elder Song."
"Then be very careful. His total Inner Power may not be that strong, but his manipulation of True Qi is extraordinary."
