The person in the next competition happened to be Shaka and a god of the Hai clan. After the two flew into the field, they immediately looked at Ning Qi.

Ning Qi's appearance is getting old, and the breath on his body is getting weaker and weaker.

Shaka's lips moved suddenly, and he sent a voice transmission to the Sea Clan God Venerable: "Let's not decide the outcome, let's deal with this person first?"