The Live Broadcast (2)

The northern wind of late autumn blew past slowly.

Within the training grounds of Beijing University's No. 2, people were already standing shoulder to shoulder with one another.

There were several hundred people present. Other than the students from Beijing University's main school, there were also quite a few students from Tsinghua University who came next door.

A boring martial arts duel was rarely seen. As long as there was time, no one would be willing to miss it.

"Look at the time, it's almost time."

In the front row of the crowd, a beautiful young woman wearing sunglasses raised her wrist and looked at the time on her watch. "It should be coming soon."

"Sister Ma." Beside the young woman, a muscular man said in a muffled voice, "Is that Chen Yu really that powerful? We didn't even do the mission and ran over to see him."