Chapter 222: Suppression, Control

s. Behind the tables and chairs sat several young men and women in blue sportswear, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old.Seeing Tang Wulin run over, a black-haired girl smiled at him and s... the referee’s hands. A layer of faint frost enveloped him, sealing all of Tang Wulin's wounds. He didn't even glance at Ye Xinglan, and with Tang Wulin, he floated off the competition platform.Gǔ Yuè...