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William’s Hypocritical Face

Editor: Simple MTL

It was quiet outside the training ground.

Everyone was very nervous. They were all guessing who would be the second lucky person to be chosen.

The system started to select again.

Soon, the second person was chosen.

A young man appeared at the training ground.

The young man looked left and right.

"Ah? Is it me? It can't be?"

The man was wearing a pair of glasses. When he saw that he had been chosen, he felt terrible.

"Why? Why is it me?!"

The bespectacled man was about to cry.

He had wanted to get this training opportunity.

But after watching the old man's duel...

He didn't want to anymore.

That's right, he was afraid.

Even if it was just a virtual training, the pressure, as well as the mental pressure, was real!

This was also the reason why he wanted to reject it.

Yes, he did not want to suffer this kind of torture.

"I, can I give up?"