Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Under the scorching fire, every teenager's face looked particularly excited and ruthless, and their portable crystal processors were all shrieking, indicating that everybody except Chu Zhiyun and Tang Ka had drastic biophysical changes. The crystal processor of Liao Meng, in particular, was even glittering in red; a sign that he was on the verge of loss of control.
It was not until three minutes later that the kids finally calmed down.
"Did I lose control?"
Looking at his shivering hands, Liao Meng mumbled in disbelief, "I lost control?"
The other kids dare not look at each other in the eyes, as if they were feeling guilty.
They also seemed to be tacitly keeping what happened just now a secret to themselves.