Hearing this indifferent voice, Ye Fan's gaze swept away. I saw a young man in a white robe, with a long black belt tied around his waist, which was particularly eye-catching. "A black belt?" Ye Fan muttered twice. "Friend, it's not good to bully my students on my turf!" The person who came looked at Ye Fan with an arrogant face, and his eyes were still full of provocation. &...

"The Strongest Loser in the City" Chapter 49 The Black Belt Eighth-Duan Master is hitting with his hands, please wait a moment,

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