C80 Grand Ring

0080 Stage

Seven days later, Luo Sheng looked at the third bead of blood the size of an infant's fist. He felt like crying but had no tears.

Fuck, where is the chosen one? Was the result still the same?

"Tomorrow is the first day of the preliminary auditions. I didn't expect my cultivation to improve so slowly!"

Rosen wailed.

"Master, you've made great progress