Sidu's, more importantly, he displayed his own battle armor 。He was the first in Class One of Grade One to own a fighting suit. 。This will undoubtedly bring him huge popularity. 。Who wouldn't want to...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。ns of Hades, the King of Hell, Haros at this moment. 。That was a kind of near-maniacal rage. 。Among the anger and madness, there seemed to be a touch of sadness. 。Once, when he was almost abandoned...