The level 7 quasi-warrior nodded and stood up.

It seems that Sima Yu was calm at this time.

On the scumbag class, Zhang Fan no longer used rock-scissors-scissors.

He said, "It seems a bit too pretentious to decide who will go first by punching. So, among you, who will be the worst among you."

"puff……"

As soon as this said, blood blew sounded again around him.

He is a bit too pretentious when he punches, but he ends up "whoever is the scumbag is the worst."

It seems like this is more pretentious.

The students in the slaughter class were scrambling to rush: "I am the slaughter and I am the slaughter!"

"I am the slag, you all dodge!"

"The worst one should be me, my nickname, the invincible scum."

"I'm so terrible!"
Chapter completed!