C307 Yang Xiangdong Attacked
The thunder roared again, and almost everyone's face was a mask of cruelty.
At this time, Yang Xiangdong and Bai Tong were already indescribably shocked. They both turned their heads to look at Qin Yuan.
The two of them had just counted the time. It was three minutes and five seconds, and the battle was really a draw. How did Qin Yuan know?
"Then why must it be a draw?" Yang Xiangdong asked