Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Deathmatch Begins

However, what Karim didn't expect was that after Lord Rada arrived, he surprisingly didn't say anything, and just sat in his seat with his eyes closed.

"Hahaha! What did I just hear? Didn't you hear me right? You want to beat me with your three-inch nail? Something you didn't understand anything three months ago? Nothing but lip service! Three months! Hmph!

"Don't ask too many questions, you'll find out in a moment! I'm sure you'll drop your jaw!" However, what Karim didn't expect was that Lord Rada surprisingly didn't say anything when he arrived, just sat in his seat with his eyes closed.

It all happened between the lights and the fire. It all happened between the lights and the fire.

"Even if Master Qiao Ran is superior in strength and teaches you personally, at this time, you will be a level 0 mid-level warrior at most!

"It's time! Beichuan also smiled, patted Qiao Ran's hand, and said.

It all happened between the lights and the fire. Although Beichuan didn't know that it was Qiao Ran's fault. But this time, when he really faced it, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated a lot.

Radha smiled, as if he had long been familiar with Qiao Ran's style, so his words were full of teasing.

Karim said, sneaking a glance in Qiao Ran's direction, and seeing that the latter didn't pay attention to this side, he continued to puff up his courage to speak.

"I said, what's so special about this kid who was accepted as an apprentice by you?

Qiao Ran's attention was no longer on Lada now, he sold it casually, and continued to attack the grapes in his hand.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or because of what, there happened to be an empty seat, Qiao Ran didn't say much, and sat on it.

"Boy, let me die!" Karim didn't intend to continue talking nonsense with Kitagawa at all. Qiao Ran looked at Beichuan's back with a complicated face, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

However, the all-out punch of the second-level middle warrior was like the sky falling apart in Beichuan's eyes at this time.

Karim smiled sheepishly and gave Kitagawa a gesture to his neck, and then retreated to the sidelines very obediently.

So he didn't ask any more questions, and sat in his seat and turned his head to look in the direction of the ring.