ared to this old man, they are truly beginners, the most inexperienced you can find. 。Three people flew to the front and landed. The freshman students hurried to follow them. 。Tang Wulin and his team...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。e key is that they never even thought about what kind of constitution it would take to achieve such a feat at their age. What kind of physique is needed to successfully fuse a one-character battle arm...