"Haha, so that's what Marshall Morgan was planning. It's so complicated, no wonder I didn't think of it. Willa, did you figure it out before?"
Rocky Payne laughed heartily and asked.
Chester Huxley smiled and nodded, "When Marshall Morgan was fighting, there were only six or seven matches left, and then he showed his powerful skills before admitting defeat. Isn't that strange? It was from this that I deduced that he had confidence he would be chosen for a challenge, so he did that."
"This guy is truly eccentric and unpredictable in his actions."
Willa Wilde sneered.
Not far away, Hugh Lowell's injuries had stabilized. He murmured softly, "Marshall Morgan!"
His eyes showed a hint of gratitude.
The eyes of other disciples from the Vermilion Bird Academy also changed, glancing at Marshall Morgan with admiration.
But for the disciples at the White Tiger Academy, it was different, especially those from the Thorne Clan, who were all furious.
