Tip of the Iceberg

Lin Bin's failure was not enough to make Heart Society lose its advantage.

However, this made them lose face.

Everyone could see how arrogant and conceited Heart Society was previously.

This was especially true for Ye Fan, who they had mocked. At this moment, he had casually defeated their members. This was simply the greatest joke in the world.

This was undoubtedly a resounding slap to the Heart Society.

The looks of ridicule coming from all directions made Guo Qi's expression turn even uglier.

He grunted.

"Zhao Wei, you're up for the second round!"

"Yes, sir!"

When a tall and thin young man heard this, he stood up and walked towards the center of the arena.

His back and footsteps…

No matter how others looked at him, it felt like he was bravely going to die.

In fact, it was because Zhao Wei knew very well that his strength was not much greater than Lin Bin's.