Listening to this meaning, Ling Luoyu was obviously encouraging the two people to join forces and deal with him.

After hearing her words, the president of the Goshawk Club couldn't help but frown.

"Aren't you... in the same group?"

"Yes! He is my brother!!"

"Then you want us to join forces to deal with him?!"

A bad smile appeared on Ling Luoyu's lips: "Because he needs to be beaten..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Are these still brothers?!

It's okay to come and help, why can't you just watch the excitement quietly?!

Now it's better, he actually added insult to injury and tormented him in various ways.

Who is he provoking?

"Third Young Master, why are you so angry..."

His words seemed to have no effect on Ling Luoyu.

She is determined to add insult to injury!

"Fat Feng provoked you two presidents like this, shouldn't you give him a beating? If you don't deal with him, what face and qualifications do you have, and you can talk so shamelessly about what kind of alliance you want to make? A Xuanba

I can’t deal with it, so I’d better just stay where it’s cool and don’t go out again to make yourself look embarrassed..."

Her sarcasm was like a steel knife, each word piercing into the heart of the president of the Goshawk Association.

yes!

If they can't defeat even one Xuanba today, they won't be able to play anymore.

It's just that it would be embarrassing for two Xuanhuns to join forces to deal with one Xuanba!

Ling Luoyu guessed what he was thinking, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.

"Sometimes, you have to use shameless methods! Do you think people care more about the results, or do they care more about the process!?"

The president of the Goshawk Association's pupils shrank significantly, as if he was making his final judgment and struggle.

Ling Luoyu's charming voice sounded in his ears again.

"Do you want people to say that you brutally tortured a Xuanba, or do you want them to comment that you can't even deal with a Xuanba?!"

Ling Luoyu's efforts to stir up trouble finally had an effect.

The president of the Goshawk Guild gave a sharp look, and after looking at each other with the president of the Longmen Guild, he flew towards him.

Fatty Feng was confused in the wind: "Third Young Master, you are trying to kill me..."

It was already a miracle that he could withstand the attack from the president of the Dragon Gate Society. Now that another mysterious soul was added to the attack, he almost wanted to surrender.

How could he, a Xuanba, be able to withstand the pressure of two Xuanhun cultivations?!

Before the thoughts in his heart were finished, Ling Luoyu's evil laughter could already be heard.

"Fat man, if you can't bear it, just kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe they can get around you..."

Feng Chenglin's madness suddenly emerged, and his pride suddenly rose.

"Young Master Die, just wait for me! See if I will kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Amid the roar, he flew forward to meet them, seemingly unaware that he was facing two mysterious soul cultivators.

Ling Luoyu raised the corners of his lips and smiled solemnly: "Okay, I'll wait here!"

The few people following Wen Xi were not convinced by her to begin with, but now that they saw her making trouble like this, they couldn't help but become even more angry.

As a leader, when encountering such an incident, he should focus on peace and suppress the matter as much as possible. How could he start a fight like her and let people beat him up?!

How can a city government like this be qualified to lead them to do things?!

If they really put their life in her hands, it would be gone if they couldn't save it.

One person took a step forward and approached Ling Luoyu aggressively.

"I want to know, what qualifications do you have to lead us?"

Wen Xi's eyes changed, and he wanted to smooth things over, but Ling Luoyu smiled elegantly: "If you don't accept it, you can come and fight!"

She took a step back.

"This is a martial arts studio anyway, you can challenge whatever you want!!"
Chapter completed!