"Hmm."
"We'll find out once the test results are out." Wei Xiaoxiong squinted, his gaze deep.
Under the huge light screen, Ji You, the chatterbox, finally walked up to the testing instrument. She paused, observed for a moment, and then, under everyone's gaze and attention, slowly raised her fist.
—It's here!
The audience became even quieter.
With Sheng Qingyan's precedent, everyone knew that even if something was an eye sore and gave them goosebumps, making them feel uneasy all over, they couldn't judge a person's strength just by appearances.
This Ji You, who was as much of an eye sore as Sheng Qingyan, what kind of strength did she possess?
Their hearts were so eager they could almost leap out!
Li Jiu could even clearly hear the pounding heartbeats of Wei Xiaoxiong and Wu Jingyue beside him!
Then—
The raised fist of Ji You shrank back again.
Everyone: "..."
The atmosphere was stifling for a moment.
