"Ouch…"
After a series of cries, the group of hooligans were knocked back down again.
The newly made red robe was turned into totters, but the young man did not feel bad about it at all because he had always fallen into unconsciousness.
"Aiya… How did this happen?"
Lin Ran looked serious and puzzled. In fact, in order to hold back his laughter, he was biting his lip so hard that it was bleeding.
The burly man stood at the door, looking like he was about to cry.
Because of the previous lesson, when his brother went to get the sword, he focused almost all his attention on Lin Ran.
However, he still did not find any internal energy fluctuations.
"Could it be that my brother is really not strong enough? But if that's the case, why is that person fine with it? No! He must be a master!"
The burly man thought to himself. His brain, which had not been used for a long time, finally lit up.