"If your sword box can threaten everyone else, maybe it will have some effect."

As the words fell, as the scorpion disappeared, many figures appeared around.

Those figures are densely packed, and they are all contestants from various countries.

At this time, they all appeared in front of Xu Qingyang and were eyeing him.

"I heard that the food of the two hundred people in the R National Team is in your hands!" Another familiar voice came from a distance.

Xu Qingyang dug his ears and looked over.

There was Nubius over there.

"Yes!" Xu Qingyang nodded slightly.

Denying this time is meaningless.

What they recognize will not be recognized just because of your denial.

So the only thing I have to do is to defeat them!

"Sales exported food, we will retreat!"

In the distance, Nubius's voice sounded.

It seems that this is their goal for this trip.

"Transfer exported food?" Xu Qingyang laughed.

"This is simple, but what afterwards?"

"How do you divide the food after you hand over the export?"

"This has nothing to do with you. Hand over the export rations!" Nubius said coldly.
Chapter completed!