Invitation from Grand Desolate War Institution

“*Inhale…..”

Li Yao felt like his palm was gripping a piece of red-hot coal. Even though he had endured a month of torment with “Give Up”, he was caught off guard and was forced to take a deep cold breath in pain!

“Your grip strength isn’t bad. I squeezed the hands of seven or eight students a moment ago. All of them cried tears of pain on the spot! One had even wet his pants… You Southeastern students are far too weak, not being able to take a single strike, you’re actually an exception!” Ding Lingdang withdrew her hand as she spoke, being completely pleased.

Li Yao shook his hand. He was pained to the point of being speechless.

He finally realized, at this time, why there wasn’t anyone who dared to come look around at the Grand Desolate War Institution’s booth.

If he had known of this earlier, it would have been better to go along with Zheng Dongming to Sky Fantasia Academy’s booth and gaze at the classical beauties…..