A’Leng gazed at Yang Ye in silence while the divine sense of both the old man and old woman behind her had locked onto Yang Ye.

The atmosphere here was extremely tense!

As for Yang Ye, he ignored all three of them and gazed at An Nanjing.

Bang!

A muffled explosion resounded, and the robust man was blasted away!

An Nanjing wanted to follow up with another attack, but Yang Ye suddenly said, “Let’s go!”

An Nanjing stopped, walked over to Yang Ye, and then glanced at A’Leng. But it didn’t take long for her gaze to descend onto the two behind A’Leng. It was because their divine senses were locked onto Yang Ye.

An Nanjing clenched her fists, “Want to fight?”

Yang Ye was stunned speechless.

The old man glanced at her and said, “Anytime!”

An Nanjing gazed at A’Leng. The latter grinned, “Then both of you can spar! Right, it’s a spar, so spar seriously. Otherwise, it would be meaningless, right?” She gazed at Yang Ye while she spoke.

Spar seriously!

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