The atmosphere in the Gray Wolf Pavilion was a bit eerie.
Brant Fairbanks wanted to laugh, but he held it in.
At this moment, if he laughed out loud, Ocean Academy would truly become the public enemy.
"So arrogant!" Brant Fairbanks thought, glad that he had preemptively administered the drug, which proved to be quite potent.
It was able to transform a teenager like this.
But unfortunately, it only lasts for a few days.
However, the rest didn't have such natural expressions.
Who among those standing here wasn't a standout?
Who wasn't an elite?
Before coming, they were high-spirited and full of confidence!
But after a match, they were timid, as if their spines had been broken.
Faced with such ridicule, there was only anger on everyone's faces.
Helpless rage!
The Great Grandmasters felt even more humiliated.
The disciples they brought had all become useless?
