"Battles of attrition, are they trying to annihilate Ding Chuan?"
"Good."
From the first row, Han Qianyun, without turning his head, casually said, "Amos, it's your turn."
Amos, one of the six ordinary students in the Dawn team for this exchange, believed that with the opponent's capabilities, their elite students wouldn't need to lift a finger.
If an ordinary student could break through, now that would be interesting.
Wouldn't it?
Satisfied, Han Qianyun glanced at his freshly manicured nails, a slight smile appearing on his face.
As a muscular student with a buzz cut stepped forward, several youths in the Dingchuan Academy section gasped, "Amos!"
Beside them, Yin Shuai, hearing their exclamations, turned and asked, "Who is this?"