Just as He Lingchuan was about to speak, the thin man grabbed his arm and reminded him quickly: "You don't have to fight, he is no longer from the South Courtyard! This bear dominated the South Courtyard earlier, and he was very ruthless. He saved seven or eight people while A Luo was sitting in the court.
Every injured patient was defeated by him, and the one with the least serious injury would need more than ten days to get out of bed!"
The subtext is that he can easily knock you down.
He Lingchuan was also a little touched in his heart. The thin guy even sold his underwear for money, but he was pretty good to his comrades.
Then the thin man's next sentence was: "You will definitely lose, there is nothing to win in this game!"
"..." He Lingchuan shook off his hand, stepped forward and said to Meng Shan, "Choose a weapon."
Oh, another one who is not afraid of death, the warrior next to him is whistling wildly.
Audiences from several other martial arts arenas heard the sound and gathered over, filling the place with water.
Everyone pointed and pointed with a smile, as happy as a holiday.
Mengshan laughed: "Good boy, today grandpa will teach you how to be a new man!" After that, he walked to the weapon rack and pulled out the biggest, thickest and heaviest mace!
This is almost carved from a whole log, with countless wooden thorns embedded in it as "wolf teeth". It is not as powerful as iron nails, but in Meng Shan's hands, blowing off a human head is no different from cracking a coconut, and it doesn't take a second time.
Chapter completed!