Chapter 671
- The black hair was turbulent, and Ye Wuque stepped forward in one step, and his whole person seemed to have turned into an afterimage.
- "I challenge... the thirteenth place!"
- Ye Wuque's clear voice reverberated in this world. Because of Fang He's boiling in the arena, it was passed on to Ye Wuque again. Following his choice, the world-shaking cheers broke out again.