C882 One Hit Ten Thousand Bones Withering

882.

On the battle platform illuminated by starlight, the three of them raised the small ball in their hands high up. A rainbow colored light was emitted from it, and the clear numbers on it were reflected in everyone's eyes.

"It's actually the two of them?"

"The lucky one is actually him."

Hot gazes gathered on the plaza and an uproar immediately sounded out in the plaza