Tuanzi smiled showing her teeth: "Don't lose hope, maybe both of us will advance."
Among the other eight people in this group, Mike understood a bit of their country's language, and upon hearing this, his expression changed.
Mike couldn't help but urge the others.
"Go ahead and waste her only right to refuse a challenge."
The person being urged looked at him like he was an idiot, "So what if it's wasted? Unless someone doesn't want to advance, who would dare challenge her? Also, with her strength, does she need to refuse our challenge?"
Mike's face turned pale.
At this moment, the person directly said, "I want to challenge you, do you refuse?"
Mike didn't want to face off against Tuanzi, so naturally, he was unwilling to use his single refusal right. He chose a fencing sword, slightly weaker than John's, and after a battle of over thirty rounds, he lost. The opponent accumulated one point and immediately looked for others to challenge.
The blond man wore a bitter expression.
