Damn, It's Done

The referee blew his whistle and waved the mini flag, after which he announced the results, "The Year Two team has lost their combat abilities. The Year Three team wins."

The students were still amazed and almost forgot to applaud, especially the group of freshmen who had watched the greenhorns going toe-to-toe against each other. They felt that the strategies were rather classic.

However, after that, the stark contrast between the Year Two team and the Year Three team was exhibited.

They were worlds apart!

Just as the students were applauding, Gao Junwei turned around and scanned the surroundings, after which he fixed his eyes on Jiang Xiao.

Gao Junwei did not holler and swear his heart out as his younger brother did. Instead, he stood rooted to the ground and remained silent while glaring daggers at Jiang Xiao. He then watched as the medics carried the female commander away on a stretcher.