It's Her

"I… I…" The teenager was frustrated and scared.

If His Royal Highness died because of his failure, he would never be able to atone for his crime.

Right now, the Military Academy only had two people left, but the Dongsang Kingdom had four.

"Hahaha —"

The chubby Dongsang teenager on the stage smirked.

"People of the Junwu Empire are useless!

"You lost the last round, and three of your people have been defeated so far.

"Who's next? Come here and try my fists!"

Many Junwu cultivators wanted to give it a go.

The contestants had been determined beforehand, and they wouldn't introduce new members in the middle of a battle.

"It's Senior Brother Min!" Chen Ziyun told Feng Wu. "He graduated two years ago and was the strongest graduate of his year. Don't worry…"

Feng Wu didn't care if he used to be the strongest.

She stepped forward and patted Senior Brother Min on the shoulder.