Chapter 535 (1/2)

”You, what did you say?”

Ling LAN stared at Chen Yu and muttered.

”Do you know that's master Gu Tianzong? You dare say that he needs more than 20 moves to defeat the enemy. You only need a snap finger? Who do you think you are?”

After the reaction, Linglan's face immediately became gloomy.

Ling Yuan and Ling Ao frowned and looked over. Before, they estimated that the two were friends of Ling LAN and didn't say much.

But I didn't expect that Chen Yu should be so arrogant. What I said just now is that Gu Tianzong is not as good as him?

”Xiao Lan, what's the matter? What kind of expert does this boy really think of himself? Don't you know where this is? He dares to be so presumptuous!”

Ling Ao said coldly, ”it's just a college student. I dare to speak wildly in such a place. When master Gu wins, don't blame my Ling family for being unkind if you trouble him!”

Ling Yuan looked at Su Yimo and Chen Yu with cold eyes.

”Yimo, you really have to take good care of your friends. If you don't have that strength, don't say that kind of big talk. Otherwise, if you don't tell jokes, you will bring yourself death!”

Su Yimo spat out his tongue and said, ”Xiao Lan, you believe him. He's not a liar. Right, master Chen?”

Su Yimo deliberately matches the master, which is to make everyone look up to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu smiled coldly, glanced at several people, held hands, leaned against the wall and said, ”frog at the bottom of the well, how do you know the size of the sky?”

”You are presumptuous!”

Ling Lan's eyes immediately stared and was about to find Chen Yu's trouble.

”Well, Xiaolan, stop fighting. The battle is about to begin. When master Gu kills the old maozi, I'll talk to the young man.”

Ling Yuan looked at Chen Yu coldly, and then turned his eyes to the challenge arena.

Ling LAN looked at the challenge arena with a cold face.

On the challenge arena, the guy from the death training camp looked at Gu Tianzong and smiled ferociously.

”Are you a martial artist of China? Today, I'll kill you. Let you know that only the people in our death training camp are the strongest. Chinese martial arts is dance, ha ha.”

Old Mao Zi tore open his coat and revealed his thick chest hair. Then he took a sudden step and swept across Gu Tianzong's head.

”Well come!”

Gu Tianzong roared, immediately raised his palm and directly patted the whip leg.

Boom!

The two men were very different in shape, but the fight made the old Mao Zi stand unstable and retreat three or four steps.

”Hmm? The 12th was beaten back?”

In another place on the second floor, mirotov said in surprise.

Ivan Maurice, sitting next to mirotov, also nodded.

”We've been picking their field these days. It's not uncommon for them to invite some experts. I'm afraid this middle-aged man is the expert invited by the Ling family.”

”Hum, the warriors of China have no chance of winning in front of my elite students!”

Mirotov smiled coldly and did not take Gu Tianzong in the eye.

Sure enough, in the challenge arena, the No. 12 fist was like a strong wind, which completely suppressed Gu Tianzong.

”No, master Gu has been suppressed!” Ling Yuan and the three of them are all worried.

”Master Gu seems to be losing,” said Su Yimo.

Chen Yu shook his head and said, ”he's waiting for an opportunity to fight back. Don't use three moves. The old maozi will die.”

Ling Lan was stunned. Looking at the challenge arena, she saw Gu Tianzong, who had just been suppressed, suddenly screamed and stepped on his feet. Then she rushed directly to his chest in the shocked eyes of No. 12.

”Die!”