"Fatty..."

Seeing Yang Ying's formidable strength, Jiang Feng grew worried again.

"Brother Gu, he..."

"It's tough!"

Fatty spoke with a rare seriousness in his tone.

"This guy, he's interesting!"

"Interesting?"

Jiang Feng was taken aback.

He knew Fatty well. Despite his usual jesting and lack of seriousness, he was extremely arrogant deep down, looking down on everyone. Apart from Gu Han, even experts like Du Teng who had reached the ability to fly were never taken seriously by him. Yet now, he used the word 'interesting,' which was enough to indicate...

This Yang Ying was definitely not ordinary!

"Indeed."

Fatty nodded.

"He hasn't reached the Extreme Realm, nor does he have a special constitution, but his combat skills... are quite sophisticated!"

"How sophisticated?"

"That Red Hair."

Fatty thought for a moment, feeling that Jiang Hong was a good measure of combat strength.

"In front of him, he wouldn't be able to take even one strike!"

"Then..."

Jiang Feng's face turned pale.@@novelbin@@

"What should we do?"

"Let's wait and see."

Fatty's gaze was fixed on the battlefield.

"If he's not as strong as I think, we'll gang up on him, a group beating!"

"And if..."

Jiang Feng swallowed.

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