"Compete? Now?" Huang Yueli raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The man raised his chin, "That's right, if you win, I will be convinced and admit that you are better than me, and you deserve your name to qualify for the next round. If you lose..."
"What if I lose? I can't give you the spot either?" Huang Yueli couldn't help laughing.
Hearing this, the third person seemed even more depressed, because what Huang Yueli said was right!
He held back for a long time before choking out a sentence: "If you lose, you should admit that it was a staged match! How about it, do you want to compete?"
Huang Yueli shook her head, and said slowly, "Nope!"
"You... Are you afraid?"
Huang Yueli glanced at him, "I'm doing this for your own good. Being eliminated is already pitiful enough. If you are still unable to break through because of your damaged self-confidence, then aren't you too unlucky?"
