What the hell.
Twenty kilograms, is that supposed to be impressive?
You think he's going to heaven or what?
On Zhang Fan's body, there are still fifty kilograms of metal rings.
What a freaking moron!
And just now, Li Yu was about to settle this guy, a Taekwondo black belt, so what? Those fancy but useless moves, does he even have the shame to show that off and embarrass himself?
Didn't you see Fan Jian doesn't even dare to stand near Zhang Fan now, and he is at least a provincial combat champion.
A bunch of people stared wide-eyed at Li Yu and Xue Xueqi.
Quick to fight at the slightest disagreement?
Shit, this training camp is kinda dangerous.
However, the gazes fixated on Xue Xueqi were even more intense.
This chick is that exaggerated too?
Truly a force to be reckoned with, such thrilling palm and fist impacts!
"You dare to hit me!"
Zhong Binglin screamed, feeling an excruciating pain in her head, she went crazy.
