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Chapter 1670 You are cruel

The martial arts meeting of Chihi College, in general, is mostly B -level, as well as the B -level mercenaries, and will participate.

Naturally, the D -class mercenary is not limited, but almost all D -class mercenaries will not be bothered.

There are many mercenaries nearby.

Some of these mercenaries, after seeing Ye Yan on the field, opened their eyes wide.

A few days ago, Ye Yan had completed two A -level mercenaries tasks alone. Many mercenaries have seen it with their own eyes, but there are too many mercenaries at Chihi College.

An D -class mercenary is too ignorant and dares to participate in this martial arts discussion comparison.

Nympho

At this moment, on the VIP seat, Ji Xiuran sat next to the old palace and chatted with the old palace from time to time.

Soon, Ye Yan walked to the ring.

"Li He No. 11, C -Class Mercenary."

The man glanced at Ye Yan, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

My own luck is a bit better. The entire Chi College, it is estimated that only this D -class mercenary participated in the martial arts exchange meeting and was encountered by myself.

Is it divided ...

"No. 8, Ye Yan, D -class mercenary." Ye Yan spoke towards the man.

"Haha, you have a Class D mercenar, and you actually have the courage to participate in this martial arts conference, courage ... but you can rest assured, I will be merciless."

The man smiled and said, stepped out, rushing towards Ye Yan in an instant.

This C -class mercenary is naturally stronger than the D -class mercenaries in the Chihi College, but there is no essential difference. After all, it is only a level.

Ye Yan took a deep breath, and for a moment, he converged all his moods.

All the scenes of this world, in Ye Yan's eyes, seem to be slowly down.

In the past, when the Hua Guo family's family, Ye Yan had this ability. At that time, Ye Yan thought he was a Wizhisi. It is now that this should be that this should be that he was not covered by his memory.

The ability of worry.

From the perspective of others, Ye Yan, like a sculpture, stands on the corner of the ring and stands quietly without any move. Looking at the No. 11 Li He, the speed is extremely fast, attacking Ye Yan.

"Then the D -class mercenary, will not be scared."

In the crowd, a mercenary said casually, and many people laughed.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, spread throughout the audience.

Under the weird eyes of everyone, the No. 11 mercenary Li He, when I didn't know what happened, just arrived by Ye Ye and hit it.

The arms that went out, raised him out of the ring.

"No. 11 Li He fell to the ring, No. 8 Ye Yansheng!"

Almost a moment, the referee stood up and announced to everyone.

"I said!"

Li He rubbed his buttocks, ate a shit -like look, stared at Ye Yan. He was a big man, and was fell off by a female D -class mercenary?!

Is this 18 and 80 pounds of meat, all of which are very white?!

"You're ruthless, he didn't move intentionally, let me take it lightly ..." Li He pointed at Ye Yan and was distressed. In this one, he flipped the boat in the gap ...
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