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After Ling Yan pulled out the card, he walked to the side and flipped the card over before lowering his head to look at it.

"Hey, big brother, you scared me. I thought you were going to join my squad, but who's going to be in the same squad as a strong animal like you?" Sh * t! "Young Master Dong's heart is still beating crazily …"

Pu Dong suddenly arrived beside Ling Yan and stuck his head out. When he saw Number 436 in Ling Yan's hand, he widened his eyes and immediately heaved a sigh of relief as he patted his chest and cried out in a strange voice.

Pu Dong had always felt that he had underestimated Ling Yan, but he didn't expect it to be even more so.

Not to mention Ling Yan's amazing perseverance in the first stage was worthy of his admiration, in the second stage, his comprehension of the fist wind was even more terrifying. In addition to Ling Yan's suicidal fighting style, even if Pu Dong felt that his strength was higher than Ling Yan's, he still felt a little apprehensive toward Ling Yan in the bottom of his heart.

You are the animal, the whole family!

Ling Yan silently glanced at Pu Dong, and then put away the card. He casually asked, "What number are you?"

"Uh, let's not talk about that. We're not in the same group anyway."

Unexpectedly, Pu Dong's expression changed, and he waved his hand, wanting to be perfunctory.

This time, Ling Yan was somewhat curious. He recalled that Pu Dong had said that their numbers were very similar. Could it be … Ling Yan blinked his black eyes, and a look of understanding appeared on his face. He could not help but smile, "I understand …"

"It's fine as long as you know. It's just 438. I've never been afraid of anyone. It's just a small number. What a shitty little number!" Pu Dong's face darkened, and he had a displeased look on his face.

"Hahaha, I didn't hear wrong just now, Pu pu Dong, your number is 438, Mr. 3 or 8 died, haha …"

Wang Ba and Pan Xing walked over, and upon hearing Pu Dong's retort, Wang Ba's eyes lit up and he immediately began to laugh maniacally.

Hearing Wang Ba's ridicule, Pu Dong's face turned even uglier.

"You cowardly turtle, go to the side and stay with me. Don't meet me, or I'll teach you how to conduct yourself!"

"Aiya, I'm sorry, Brother Ba almost believed it. Let me see the number of Brother Ba. Whether you're angry or not, I'm asking whether you're angry!"

Wang Ba put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly. He waved the number 436 in front of Pu Dong's eyes and pretended to be asking for a beating as he looked at Pu Dong.

"Ugh …"

Pu Dong's expression suddenly turned strange. 436? Wasn't this the same number as Ling Yan? Haha, that idiot Wang Ba, how could he be so pleased with himself?

"What happened? You're not speaking, are you so angry that you can't speak? Haha!" "I'm not trying to shock you. Pupu Dong, this Brother Yue Bao has hung a few lolis, but unfortunately …"

Wang Ba's face was filled with pride as he watched Pu Dong suffer a "loss". He felt extremely comfortable in his heart, but soon after, he recalled the incident with Ye Chong. It was a pity that he did not have such a beautiful little loli.

It was all because of this guy, ever since he met this kid, he had carried it for who knows how many times. Not only did Ye Chong not eat Ye Chong, but he was also scammed by Ling Yan. Not only was the contract not broken, but his underpants had lost as well.

Sh * t! Recently, his little brother had been looking at him weirdly.

The painful beating from that time had not left a mark on Wang Ba's memory. Although Ling Yan did not have the confidence to kill Wang Ba right now, but once the Crimson Nimbus Guild's competition begins, and as far as the rules of the arena allowed, he will let Wang Ba have a taste of the painful consequences he should have!

Therefore, before Wang Ba could spout those harsh words, Ling Yan looked at him with a cold expression and said.

"Wang Ba, take care of yourself."

Looking at Ling Yan's appearance, it seemed that he would definitely run into him. With so many people here, the chances of meeting a specific person was actually very low. Unless they were in the same arena, during the final stage of the competition, the number of people would greatly decrease, and only then would they be able to meet him.

As long as he entered the top one hundred, he would at most give up when he met Ling Yan. In any case, his father wouldn't beat him up after he entered Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

As for Ling Yan, regardless of whether or not he met Pan Xing in the end, he would still get Pan Xing to teach him a ruthless lesson. If possible, he would break one of Ling Yan's hands, one of his legs, and let him lie in bed for three months!

Hmph, Ling Yan still wants to beat him up.

"Country bumpkin, I won't give you a chance, haha, stupid brushes …"

Halfway through his sentence, the corner of Ling Yan's mouth twitched slightly. He then sneered as he pulled out the number paper on his body and placed it in front of Wang Ba.

436!

The red figure was like a sharp knife that pierced Wang Ba's heart!

At that moment, Wang Ba's eyes became wide open. He was tongue-tied, and was instantly stupefied.