"They will choose how?"
Mao Bufan stared blankly around him, especially when he looked at Ling Sanxiao, his gaze carried an inexplicable tint.
These strong individuals all hailed from various parts of the Southern State.
The vast majority came from the Nantian Dynasty.
In the hearts of many of them, Xiaoshanhe Institute was strong, but it still paled in comparison to the Nantian Holy Institute.
Before this...
Mao Bufan had the same thought.
Knowing the evaluation of the first challenge had fundamentally changed his view of Xiaoshanhe Institute.
Because of this.
Facing the conditions proposed by Ling Sanxiao, he did not respond immediately but watched quietly to see how the crowd reacted, waiting for their answer.
After a moment of hesitation, someone in the crowd said, "Okay, I accept your condition!"
"I accept too!"
"Since we can join the Nantian Holy Institute, who would want to stay in this godforsaken place..."
