C33 Contest

Everyone turned their heads and saw a somewhat tanned youth, but still as handsome as before, wearing a coiling dragon martial practitioner uniform, walking towards them with large strides.

"Qin Yuan!" On the stage, Qin Jue clenched his fists.

Qin Yuan could not help but heave a sigh of relief when he finally rushed back at the last moment. Walking to the side of the arena