C293 The Style of the Spear God

"Too despicable!" Murong Jiao shouted angrily.

"Little girl, a competition is a competition. If you can win, that's fine. If you can't be despicable, who would care?"

Hearing the voice, everyone turned to look. The one who spoke was Bison, he was smiling as he looked at the big screen and spoke slowly.

"This is just a little surprise from my brother