Li Ke was so furious that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
High up in the stands, sakra's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure. However, with his status, he naturally would not flare up on the spot because of the defeat of a junior.
"If you have some ability, let me test you!"
A cold glint flashed across Ren qianxing's eyes as he took a step forward, intending to press on Zhuang Xiaoshan.
However, the fat man stood in front of Zhuang Xiaoshan and said, " "Trash, I'm your opponent!"
"Then I'll kill you first!"
Ren qianxing coldly snorted. After being called trash by fatty time and time again, his killing intent was incomparably thick.
Ren qianxing's Saint realm cultivation was completely unleashed. His laws were surging, and Saint energy surrounded his body.
The Saint power rolled up, stirring up a storm that kept rolling toward fatty.
However, fatty didn't react at all. He was still grinning.
