"Withdraw!"
A deep male voice came from the speaker. Fire King Li He suddenly clenched his fist, and the enthusiastic audience gradually calmed down.
The flames on his body slowly receded, as two spotlights shone on him.
Shao Zifeng stroked his chin, indeed he was a dashing and handsome man.
There, beside him, Yu Xiaoyu's eyes were almost glued to him.
On the big screen, Li He took the microphone handed to him by a staff member and waved with a smile.
"Dear audience, it's an honor to be invited to the 'National Cup' college competition. I am here to wish our pride of the Great Xia a good performance."
The deep and magnetic voice echoed in the venue, with female audience members often screaming loudly, which the male brethren definitely found annoying.
