Bab 139: Clone

An Yang told himself to stay calm.

However, he felt that the people around him were looking at him with mocking eyes, as if they were looking at a clown. However, he did not dare to say anything in front of the referee. He could only lower his head and suppress the anger in his heart.

The referee spat out the last sentence and waved his hand."Let the competition begin!"

An Yang raised his head, his eyes filled with rage. He was like an angry lion, making people's hair stand on end!

The fire hammer in his hand expanded in the wind and turned into a huge fireball, floating beside him. The dark red flame burned fiercely, and everyone within a hundred meters could feel the heat.

An Yang stood next to a ball of flames, looking so tiny.

The flickering flames illuminated An Yang's face. His expression was filled with killing intent!

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Ming flipped his hand and threw out a jade plate.