The Power of a Divine Weapon!

These little fangirls couldn't even see Carl's battle movements clearly, but they were able to add remarks here and there, which was very impressive.

"That... you guys..." Andrew didn't know how to speak. "Can you guys see the battle on the stage clearly?"

These little fangirls turned their heads. The moment they saw Andrew, they immediately screamed.

"You're Grandmaster Thunderblade!"

A girl yelled loudly.

It had to be said that her voice was very loud. It made Andrew's ears hurt a little.

With her shout, the attention of the audience, who were originally all focused on the arena, shifted over.

"It's actually Grandmaster Thunderblade!"

"Is it that eighteen-year-old seventh rank grandmaster? He looks so young and handsome!"

The praises that should have showered on Carl were now all on Andrew.

Carl stood on the stage and looked at Andrew.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of disdain and anger.