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Watching Zhu Zhuqing's willow-slender waist sway as she left, Yang Ming was somewhat taken aback.
He had only helped her out of friendship between classmates. There was no need for her to be so shy even when thanking him, was there?
Yang Ming scratched his head. They said women were like February weather, changing at the drop of a hat. They really were impossible to figure out.
Unable to make sense of it, Yang Ming simply stopped thinking about it to spare himself the headache.
There were five team battle spirit matches in District Thirteen. The Shrek Eight Monsters had gained half an hour of rest after the first three matches.
At the same time, Mad Rhino had taken advantage of that time to hire a Support Spirit Master to reconnect his severed fingers and recover from his injuries.
Finally, amid the host's passionate opening remarks, it was time for the two teams to take the stage.
Yang Ming and the other seven emerged from the Spirit Master preparation area alongside the Crazy Battle Team. This also gave both teams a clear look at one another's members.
Mad Rhino's towering, muscular body led the way. His gaze swept over Yang Ming, and his face suddenly darkened. He shaped his hand like a blade and drew it across his throat in an utterly provocative gesture.
Yang Ming did not spare him so much as a glance, treating him entirely as though he were air. Mad Rhino was so furious that the veins at his temples throbbed violently, making him look quite terrifying.
Behind Mad Rhino stood two middle-aged men who appeared to be the same age. They were likely twin brothers. They looked very alike, had average builds, and wore gloomy expressions.
Next came a seductive woman. Not only was