C335 The Seventh Prince Mission

"Nine teams? What's going on? "

"I've been calculating since I was eliminated. There were a total of 169 signal flares exploding in the sky. There should be 11 teams left."

"Instructor, why did it end up like this?"

Jiang Xing'an, the dean of North Academy, stood at a high place. He pressed his palm down slightly. Instantly, invisible ripples appeared