The Competition Begins

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Zhao Feihan stood aside, glancing at Jiang Du's arm with a touch of envy. The goddess had actually bitten this arm, leaving it drooling. How wonderful it would have been if she'd bitten his arm too... But he also knew the reality of his own mediocre talents, and he couldn't possibly fit in with the trio. The other students also witnessed this scene, their eyes nearly red with envy. "We want the goddess to bite us, to drool over us too." Lin Xiuyuan watched silently, then pulled out his phone and started texting people. "Du Yan, return to the team!" Du Yan's class instructor, who had already finished registering, called out. "Xue'er, I'm leaving now, you bastard! Just wait until I beat you to a pulp in the competition." Du Yan stormed off. "Hmph, just wait until I whip your ass to pi

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