Intercession

Ling Han strode toward the battle.

"Hey, are you seeking death?"

"That is not a battle that you can interfere in."

Two team members immediately shouted a reminder, but there were also some who watched coldly from the sidelines. In any case, as long as the number of people in the team was no less than three, it was fine. It just so happened that some trash would be eliminated. In this way, the battle prowess of the remaining people would be stronger, and the average score would naturally be higher as well.

Boom, Wu Qiyuan's fist attacked fiercely, the tip of the fist tearing through the air, forming a large number of swirls of air, which turned into multiple eyes of the storm. That scene was like the end of the world.

This guy was incredible. He walked the path of strengthening his physical body, and in future, who knows, he may become a great elite that dazzled the universe.