One chance?
Zhao Feng nodded his head: “I understand.” With his strength, he could easily become an inner disciple. Unless Zhao Feng was retarded and chose someone like Zhao Linlong, he would win. Obviously, Zhao Feng would do that and challenge the strongest guy straight away.
“Now you can choose one person. If you win, you can take their spot.” The judge warned.
“Ok!” Zhao Feng jumped on stage and surveyed the fifty people.
Fifty people, fifty seats all arranged in order.