Chapter One Hundred and Twenty: Salutations to the Gatling
"Really giving up?"
Upon hearing Ran Xu and Qiao Li concede their loss, Zhou Yan instinctively twisted her neck, suddenly looking at Bai Qi, she said, "How about it, Bai Qi, want to have another round?"
"I refuse!"
Bai Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes at the suggestion. A Four Stage against a Three Stage, who had to fight six enemies on his own, was like slicing through melons and chopping up vegetables. Had she the nerve to challenge him at the Second Stage?
Moreover, once defeated, he would have ended up like Bai Qiucha, who was pursued and beaten every day.
He preferred not to make these kinds of arrangements.
"Bai Qi, Zhou Yan VS Ran Xu, Qiao Li, Bai Qi, Zhou Yan win."
Zhang Shan's cold voice sounded from above the arena, and the defeated Ran Xu and Qiao Li were teleported out directly.
"This wouldn't be another advancement rule, would it?"