C2782 The Prize(2)

"No balls? The prize? "

Chen Sheng widened his eyes and looked at Ye Fei as if he was looking at a fool. An exaggerated expression appeared on his face. This guy actually asked if there were any prizes in the competition. How stupid was he? How poor was he? The martial arts competition had always been about ranking, winning the championship and becoming famous both inside and outside the sect