Xiao Zhan strolled to the center of the arena with a calm and unhurried pace.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, curious as to how heavy a Black Stone he would choose.
First place was a sure win, but second and third places also scored points.
The result of the competition was ultimately determined by the total points, not just by taking first place in one event.
However, seeing the Longxia Federation send Xiao Zhan into battle made it clear they were not just aiming for second or third place.
If they just wanted a rank to secure points, they could have completely sent Chu Mo into the fray.
Thus, sending Xiao Zhan surely meant he was their trump card.
Most of them had almost reached this consensus.
"Hmph, playing tricks and pretending to be mysterious, I want to see how you lift 200,000 catties!" But people from the Pretty Federation didn't buy into this.
What trump card, what killer move.
A greenhorn claiming to be all that?
Who would buy that!
