The other side saying they wanted to take the championship was like touching his reverse scale.
He had only just promised his boss yesterday, and today someone had jumped out to slap him in the face. Wasn't that making his chubby face ring with smacks?
Han Yu stood off to the side without saying anything. This was not something he had ordered, but he did not stop Yuan Gun Gun's actions either.
On the contrary, he was rather happy to see it happen. Young people—sometimes, being a little arrogant was not a bad thing.
Wasn't Shrek Academy good at stirring up trouble? Today, they would carry that behavior through to the end.
Huo Yuhao and the other two were stunned. They had not expected someone to come looking for trouble.
Wang Dong looked at Yuan Gun Gun's fat body, gleaming with oil under the reflected sunlight, and a trace of disgust flashed through her eyes.
She snorted angrily and lifted her head proudly. "What do you know, you damn fatty? With this young master's strength and the cooperation of the two of them, taking the championship will be a piece of cake."
A trace of surprise flashed through Yuan Gun Gun's eyes. That arrogant?
He thought to himself, Could it be that they hadn't watched Dai Huabin and Boss's previous match on the Soul Duel Stage?
After witnessing Boss's strength, they still had the confidence to say they would win the championship. Could it be that they really had some powerful trump card?
Thinking of this, Yuan Gun Gun's expression turned slightly grave. He no longer provoked them with words, but walked to a corner and silently waited with Han Yu for the assessment to begin.
In truth, Yuan Gun Gun's guess was right. All the freshmen had gone to