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Chapter 115 Odds(2/2)

"I'm not interested in coffins. When I think it's a dead thing, I don't even have the interest to watch it."

"oh!"

Liu Huai responded quietly and continued to look at the scene.

The big man had already gotten on the iron chain on the Yellow River.

At this time, on the bank of the Yellow River, his fists were spreading everywhere.

The fierce and domineering nature of Bajiquan was shown to the extreme in his hands.

The fist uses the head and feet as the universe, the shoulders, knees, elbows and hips as the four directions, and the Dantian embraces the Yuan in the center as the meaning of the creation gate.

There is a momentum of "shaking your arms and stomping your feet and shaking your Nine Provinces" between punches.

"What are you looking at? That big man is called Wu Tianlong, he is the successor of Bajiquan. He is quite capable of fighting, but he just can't beat my brother."

Wu Wanxi followed Liu Huai's gaze and said.

"Please stay away from me, okay?"

"You still have any opinions. You just came here, but I didn't even say anything. If you have any opinions, just take action and knock me down and I will leave immediately."

Wu Wanxi pointed at Liu Huai.

It looks like you beat me and I will leave.

“Born!”

Liu Huai threw the copper coin away again, but he was stunned when the copper coin fell.

He just calculated it casually, but how could he have no chance of winning at all?
Chapter completed!
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