C1789 Ahead of the wukong formation the cyan cattle fight against the yuan zi

The next morning, the semifinals had already begun, and there were already more people at the venue.

Cheers followed one after another.

At the same time, Sun Wukong was seated cross-legged on the stage. He was waiting for me, and by his side stood a Rui Jin Tuo, his pole body emitting a light glow.

I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and prepared to go all out.

However