"Sect master Qiao, could these three still wet behind the ears be the external help you were talking about?"
Yubo cast a contemptuous glance at Lu Ming and the rest.
"Senior you, it's the three of them!"
Qiao long frowned at Yubo's attitude, but he still replied.
Hmph, sect leader Qiao, I don't know what you're thinking. You actually invited three little fellows. Even if you don't want to fight for a spot, don't joke around with the lives of the rest. It's very dangerous to step onto the battle stage. What do you mean by asking three trash to drag us down? "
Yubo said in an unfriendly tone.
"Hey, old man, who are you calling trash? You're the one who's a f * cking piece of trash!"
Kong Jin was furious when he heard Yubo calling them trash.
"Junior, you still dare to talk back? Let me ask you, why haven't you come and practice battle formations together? if you're not trash, then what are you doing if you're not dragging us down?"
