Wang Ran raised his fist firmly.

"And I, I want to pull my roommate in!"

"Then... I'll pull the one from my next dormitory in."

As for what happens after they come in...

What if he doesn't matter, he will learn the science of swordsmanship by then anyway.

The needle doesn't poke, the needle doesn't poke.

Everyone continued to practice swords, and Zhou Chen sat aside with satisfaction.

It was strange that from the time he "speaks" that day, he felt something was wrong.

He could vaguely feel the admiration, admiration and shock of everyone...

It was like, he felt this spiritual power and was incorporated into his body.

As he said it mysteriously, Zhou Chen didn't know what was going on.

Just after showing off a few moves, this time I felt more obvious.

Of course, "obviously" is relatively speaking.

It is still imperceptible to actually perceive.

What's this thing?

confuse.

While thinking, my arm was poked.

"Zhou Chen, is the one you used just now really the second stage of the iron-cutting style? It's so strong."

Chu Yao's fingers were crushed into powder.

"no."

"Oh?" Chu Yao was stunned, "What is that?"
Chapter completed!