Bab 1859: You Can't Even Defeat My Clone! (2)

"Hahaha, Councilor Wu De, no wonder you hold him in such high regard. This Wang Teng junior truly is a remarkable person." A member of the academy's arbitration association burst out laughing.

"I'm not the one who thinks highly of him," Wu De shook his head and smiled. There seemed to be a hidden meaning behind his words.

The members of the academy's arbitration association nearby seemed to have realized something and a hint of curiosity flashed in their eyes.

"Wang Teng, I admit we underestimated you, but don't think you've won just yet," Shen Yanfeng stared at Wang Teng with a deadly gaze. He wished he could tear Wang Teng into pieces.

"Then let me see how you can turn the tables," Wang Teng extended his hand and gestured at the other party, curling his finger provocatively.

"Come, bring it on!"

This gesture wasn't offensive but it carried strong implications of insult.

Especially when combined with his taunting words…

"Bastard!"