"What do you want?" Ni Lin stared at Wang Jing and asked.
"I don't want anything, I just want a fair fight." Wang Jing said sarcastically.
Didn’t Fu Zhou always talk about sparring before?
Now what?
If you have the guts, run out!
On the other side, Du Ziteng shouted loudly: "Fuzhou, are you still a man? You let a woman interfere in a good competition? I look down on you!"
"I thought you were so awesome, you actually dared to challenge me. Now you're beaten so badly you can't even fart, you coward!"
"If you're really brave, then come out and get beaten... No, let's have a sparring match!"
"To be honest, Wang Jing can beat eight losers like you!"
“…”
Du Ziteng cursed and swore, and every word he said was like a knife, stabbing Fu Zhou's heart.
Although he is now in the state of a spiritual clone, he is also working hard to restore his physical body.
He heard everything Du Ziteng said.
Ni Lin said coldly, "Du Ziteng, I still have a score to settle with you, so don't try to cause trouble!"
Du Ziteng laughed and said, "Settling accounts? Great! Wang Jing is my principal now, go settle accounts with him if you have the guts!"
With a huge mountain behind him, Du Ziteng is not afraid now. He will pretend to be cool as much as he can!
call out!
A sword beam slashed down without any mercy!
Du Ziteng dodged, his head nearly shredded by the spatial vortex, and cursed, "Old Wang, you want to kill me too?"
"Don't fucking cheat me, or I'll chop you into pieces!" Wang Jing shouted.
Are you trying to show off under his name?
Did he agree?
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