Tang Rao shrugged his shoulders, thinking if He Ying wanted to play, then let's play.
As long as it wasn't anything like him turning into a woman or having to kiss a man, he could accept it.
Besides, He Ying, no matter how low she might stoop, wouldn't resort to such petty tricks.
After all, she was a leader, wasn't she?
He Ying snorted, stepped back a few paces, and then it was unclear what she pressed.
Suddenly, the ground began to rumble, quaking like an earthquake.
A round platform in the very center of the Central Battle Zone slowly opened, and then a pitch-black object rose from within.
Standing about ten meters tall, its entire body was jet black, and each hand wielded a long knife, looking truly intimidating.
