Qin Chuan seems to be challenging Qin Jianghai?

"Waste, what did you say?" Qin Jianghai's face instantly sank.

"If my soul power is greater than you, you will kneel down in front of me and shout three times, "I am a waste." If I lose, the same is true." Qin Chuanyun smiled lightly.

"Bastard!" Qin Tianqi's body shook.

"Chuan'er! Don't be presumptuous! This is a family skill!" Qin Lie couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and shouted.

"Father, elders!" Qin Chuan bowed to his father, as well as other elders and elders in the clan, and said, "Qin Jianghai's mouth is too smelly, Chuan'er just wants to teach him a lesson. Since you don't agree, then forget it."

"Bastard, do you think I dare not compete with you?" Qin Jianghai, as the son of the clan leader, had ever been so humiliated, and immediately roared: "Just compete! I want to see how much your soul power can improve!"

"Bit?" Qin Chuan's face suddenly changed, and he slapped the soul measurement stone hard. He didn't look at the soul measurement stone behind him. His eyes were ignited and roared at Qin Jianghai: "What are you comparing with me? Who are you? The soul power of the mere 95 crystals dares to be presumptuous in front of me?! You have a look at me!"

"My God! This is?!"

Looking at the red light column soaring straight on the soul-testing stone, Elder Song couldn't help but stand up.

Not only Elder Song!

Almost all the Qin elders and elders on the scene stood up!

A martial arts performance venue that accommodates more than 3,000 people... silent!

People can almost hear their heartbeat!

"Soul power...soul power value...one hundred...ninety crystals?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and said tremblingly.
Chapter completed!