Everyone here is smart, naturally understanding what kind of level the Thousand Jin Divine Power represents; nobody likes seeking abuse.
Although the newcomer challenge of the Fighting Club doesn't focus on wins or losses but on performance, if the difference is too glaring, a single punch could knock you off the ring — what kind of performance can be shown then?
So, for half the day, no one stepped forward; seven or eight people in a row chose the option to concede. By then, even if someone was foolish, they would realize something was off about Ye Qingzhou.
Feeling the gazes scrutinizing him from all around, Ye Qingzhou didn't care. Instead, he turned to the panel and asked, "Does this mean I've passed?"
This year's freshmen are truly spineless!
"Hmm..."
As the chief judge, Li Yuling was silent for a while, finally nodding unwillingly.
