Meng Huan's somewhat proud voice rang out: "Oh, I'm really sorry, if you take a look at the rankings on the display screen, Luoo Qianyan seems to be firmly in first place with twenty-three hunted prey, while your Mecha class's Yian Ruola has just five prey hunted."
Shi Cong looked up and sure enough, that was the case, his face turned extremely sour.
Meng Huan breathed out lightly, Luoo Qianyan is really impressive this year, it's going to be tough for the Mecha class.
A genius with SS-level spiritual power being defeated by someone from the Electromechanical class is nothing short of a joke.
It's good this way, experiencing more setbacks now will make surviving in the battlefield easier in the future. Martial strength is important, but brain power is equally crucial.
...
"Qiann Yan, how are you so amazing," Shi Jiahui said in a small voice, afraid of startling the prey, "Almost thirty, I feel like you're going to win first place."
Qiann Yan: "I've practiced before."
