Seventeen didn't say another word and directly leaped onto the fighting platform.
"Qingyan, push me closer; I actually want to see what sort of skills this so-called Leader of the Jiangdu Martial Alliance really has!"
Ye Feng waved his hand; in fact, he was a bit worried about Seventeen, so he wanted to be closer, just in case he needed to intervene should an accident occur.
After all, the Leader of the Jiangdu Martial Alliance was no ordinary person.
Long Zaitian laughed heartily and coldly sneered, "To brag about breaking seventeen of my ribs is simply insanity taken to its limits. Since that's the case, I will first eliminate your subordinate bodyguard, and then I'll come after you to settle the account!"
As he spoke these words, Old Long's gaze casually swept toward Ye Feng, but it was just a glance, and he stood dumbfounded on the spot as if struck by lightning.
