Soul Bell

On the podium.

At this moment, the Sun Moon City Lord, Hou Hanyang, and a group of kings were standing there.

They looked at Xia Ping with a kind expression, as if they were looking at their own juniors.

"Congratulations on winning the championship. As expected, heroes are born in the youth. The

future of humanity will have to depend on you young people." Hou Hanyang smiled at Xia Ping.

Xia Ping stepped forward and said humbly, "No, no, no. I was just lucky. Compared to the seniors,

I'm nothing. If it weren't for the great efforts and sacrifices of the kings to carve out a bright future in

the Cloud Realm, we humans wouldn't be able to live in peace and contentment today."

"My achievements are all thanks to the seniors."

His face was full of righteousness.

The reporters nearby wanted to vomit when they saw this scene. Hypocrite. This kid was too

hypocritical. He wasn't this humble before. He was too arrogant.