The Wu clan is in the ghost.

Hui Liyang saw that it was Ziyin calling, and a trace of depression flashed in his eyes.

Earlier, he wanted Wu Lei'an to be fully prepared and challenge again.

As a result, it was delayed, and he went to practice in the mountains in the cold air, and directly did not give the Wu family a chance to get back to the field.

It has not been challenged until now, and now there are peers spreading rumors that their Wu clan is "not good".

Hui Liyang, who is rumored or something, is not afraid, because real gold is not afraid of fire.

As long as he is strong enough, rumors or anything can't hurt the Wu family in the slightest.

What he was worried about was that the time dragged on for too long, what if the Zong family knew that Leng Kong existed and ran over to grab someone?

Leng Kong is the only Wu clan bloodline with a superhuman physique.

It can be said that it is the best stallion to inherit the bloodline, if such a big treasure is snatched away by the Zong family?

That doesn't make him heartache to death?

This is absolutely not a no-go!

Quickly pressed the answer button, Hui Liyang's tone was not very good: "Ziyin girl, don't tell me, I called again this time to delay time!" ”

"No, the cold sky is back!"

Ziyin turned on the speakerphone and made a "look at this old man's hurry" expression to Leng Kong.

"Coming back?"

Hui Liyang's voice suddenly raised.

may be afraid of running away in the cold air, so he quickly added, "Then determine the time of the ring, our Wu family can do it at any time!" ”

Ziyin held down the microphone and pouted at Leng Kong: "Ask you how long!" ”

"Tomorrow!"

Leng Kong didn't want to wait any longer.

Ziyin: "Just came back, don't you need to adjust it?" ”

"No!"

Leng Kong shook his head: "I'm in the best shape right now!" ”

“OK！”

Ziyin made an OK gesture and released the microphone.

"Old ghost Wu, look at your urgency, it's tomorrow."

"Okay, wait for the association's notice!"

The phone hung up, Hui Liyang's eyebrows spread, and then another phone call went out.

Drip

"Old ghost, what's the matter with calling me?"

The phone was connected, and a spirited, energetic old voice came out of the microphone.

"Katahara, help me draft a battle agreement immediately, and the time is set for tomorrow."

In the face of the old man, Hui Liyang did not talk nonsense, and directly stated his purpose.

"Haha. It's a Kana-ryuin, right? ”

The head of the fist wish, Katahara Shido, joked: "I thought I could endure it for a long time!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, and then inform me of the time and place of the Concert Academy."

Katahara Extinguished: "No problem, young people are so energetic, I miss the time when I used to compete for the president of the boxing wish!" Haha"

In the decades he has been in power, his fist will be pressed by him like a pool of stagnant water, and there is not even a person who dares to challenge him.

Standing at the highest point, there is no goal to strive for, there is no competitor who can match it, and life is too boring.

The old heart of Katahara is extinguished, and there is a faint feeling of tearing down everything and starting again, feeling the excitement again, and experiencing the desire to be bloody for a long time!

"What's wrong with you?"

Hui Liyang knows this old guy very well, although Katahara is a businessman, his strong fighting spirit is stronger than that of himself, the head of the Wu family.

The other nearly 100-year-old people were picking coffins for themselves, and he was still thinking about how to make the blood warm up again.

"Haha. Wait and see! ”

Katahara hung up the phone with a smile.

He was waiting for an opportunity, or an excuse to step down, so that Quan Yuan would return to the Warring States Period from dominating the world.

In this way, he can compete with the elites of boxing companies and the new generation.

Feel the enthusiasm of your youth again! Ha ha

"Oh, this old ghost, you still sell it to me."

Putting down the phone, Hui Liyang complained silently and looked at Wu Horis who was standing aside.

"How's the Lei An technique doing?"

"I always feel that I am still close to Dacheng, Lei An's temperament is too hot, and we are pressing it again, and now we are holding back a ruthless anger in our hearts, plus I didn't succeed last time, and the cultivation efficiency is too low."

Wu Horis shook his head.

"He hasn't been beaten before, and his temperament can't sink."

Hui Liyang's eyes narrowed, "Actually, I hope that this cold sky can beat him up badly." ”

Wu Horris: "Hehe. Old man, if Lei An hears this, I'm afraid he will run away on the spot. ”

Hui Liyang: "How's the preparation in the medical room?" ”

"Well, according to what you said, in the name of physical examination, the extraction of Lei An's flesh and blood tissue for cultivating organs has almost been completed."

"But old man, is the cold sky really that strong?"

Wu Horis was puzzled: "Before we get into the ring, we need to cultivate Lei An's internal organs in advance?" ”

Because the organs cultivated by their own cells will not be rejected by the body after transplantation, the Wu clan will only give the back organs to the clan when performing extremely dangerous tasks.

But that's not the case yet?

Just prepare the internal organs for the Lei An, which has a liberation degree of 100?

Isn't the old man a little too cautious?

"Huh. Do you know who the little ghost in the cold sky went to practice with? ”

"Who?"

"Kuroki Gensai!"

"Is it him.?"

When Wu Horis heard this name, his brows furrowed instantly.

is also an assassination streamer in the Mesozoic Era, and he was beaten more than once or twice by Kuroki Gensai.

"That's right, this is what Yaksha found out from his little girlfriend."

Hui Liyang's mouth cracked: "This little ghost is a Wu clan with a superhuman physique, and he may be stronger than Lei An in terms of body, if he practices his skills in Heimu again." ”

"As for Lei An's temperament, he can't control his temper as soon as he fights, I really don't like him!"

"This is also a backhand, you go and inform Lei An now."

"Okay!"

Wu Horis nodded and walked out the door.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Wu Horis had just approached the training ground when he heard the sound of a violent fight inside.

The next moment, a Wu clan who was beaten and covered in blood dragged long scratches on the ground and fell in front of his feet.

"Bastard, do you only have that little power?"

"Too weak. It's too weak! ”

"Let's fight me stronger!"

"Boom"

Then I heard Wu Lei'an's extremely arrogant roar.

Training is definitely not a single practice, and there is usually an unlucky ghost who will go up to give Wu Lei'an a hand.

Then he was fucked to the ground.

Fortunately, the Wu family is thick-skinned and enduring, and they will not be killed.

"Alright, Lei An, don't go crazy."

Wu Horis kicked the Wu clan who was still lying on the ground, told him to roll to the infirmary, and then turned his head and shouted at Wu Lei'an.

"Sure, you're going to play tomorrow."

"Huh?"

Wu Lei'an snorted coldly, his brows furrowed, "You said the same thing last time, what was the result?" I was about to tear him apart, and you said you couldn't find anyone? ”

"According to me, no matter what kind of rules he wants, just block the door and kill him directly!"

"That's so much to do!"

Wu Horris: "This time is different, the old man has been affirmed by the Concert Academy, and I also asked President Katahara to determine the location and time of the ring." ”

"So I'll be able to release it tomorrow?"

Wu Lei'an's mouth was torn apart, and his eyes were glowing with scarlet blood.

"Bastard, vent your blood on me tomorrow! Haha."

Because of this bastard, he was locked up by the old man for three months, and he had nowhere to vent his anger in his heart.

(End of chapter)