Ao, who was lying on the ground, was a little stunned. He didn't expect to " lose " like this.
After a bitter smile, he took off a medal and threw it to Ye Fan.
"Congratulations on passing the preliminaries! Junior!"
After all, without using his innate skill, he had indeed lost with just his physical strength.
His talent was too bloody, and it was not suitable to use it on a junior.
This was originally a test between seniors and juniors. If they used all their methods just to defeat Ye Fan, Ao Chao also felt that they had lost the original meaning of the qualifiers.
Even though he originally planned to not give out a single medal today, Ye Fan's combat strength had gained his recognition.
The slap in the face came really quickly…
After Ye Fan took the medal, he politely bowed to Ao Chao," Thank you for your mercy, senior!”