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Chapter three hundred and seventy third event(2/2)

Baili Qingfeng responded solemnly.

Seeing Baili Qingfeng's serious look, Duanmu Rui nodded with relief.

"Yiyi, remember to take the video. I've already logged in. You can just use your laptop to broadcast it."

Baili Qingfeng said to Shi Yiyi.

"Well, leave it to me, Qingfeng, come on, let me take the most handsome picture of you."

"Shoot Milo."

Baili Qingfeng warned.

Then he formally walked towards the ring in the middle of the stadium.

As Baili Qingfeng appeared, the stadium with 90,000 people suddenly erupted into an overwhelming roar.

"Baili Qingfeng, come on! Defeat these Aurora people!"

"Come on! Let the Aurora people see the power of our younger generation in Shia!"

"Baili Qingfeng, I have heard of your name for a long time, but I hope you are not the kind of bastard who only knows how to be strong in the country. Today, as long as you can defeat the Aurora people, no matter how cruel, ruthless, and violent you are,

, arrogant, I will also regard you as my idol to worship and respect you!"

"The more ferocious the better, explode with all your strength, take out your nine-foot tall, three-headed, six-armed form after the explosion, and beat them hard. Don't pity the Aurora people just because they are delicate flowers, and ravage them with all your strength!"

Various shouts came from the crowd, and the astonishing sound waves seemed to overturn the entire stadium.

Seeing such a scene, Baili Qingfeng was a little stunned.

When did he, an ordinary student, become so famous? Why does he feel like everyone knows him?

Also, what were they shouting?

Telling lies with your eyes open.

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Chapter completed!
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