"Still hasn't drawn the sword? I suppose he can't find a chance to! Haha!"
"That's right. A swordsman can't even draw out his sword in front of his opponent. What a shame for your Eastern Academy of green shirts seeded fighter!"
Western Academy of red shirts disciples chortled wildly.
"You..." Zhang Fan was not eloquent or good at reasoning. Thus, he could only talk back with his teeth gritted. "You can talk the talk, I'll see who laughs last!"
"Right, wait and see. Our Brother Ding must kick the sh** out of the skinny tall bamboo!" Eastern Academy of green shirts disciples like Wang Xiaoqi enthusiastically rooted for Ding Hao and glared at the disciples of Western Academy of red shirts.
In the middle of their bickering, a dramatic change happened in the ring_
"Clang!"
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