“Go ahead.” Looking at the corridor, the walls, and the ground that had become a mess in a split second, Jerry let out a gentle sigh. “Since it has to be renovated again.”

Jacob looked at the time and furrowed his brows slightly.

Raising his head to see that the two were evenly matched, he turned to leave. “Jerry, you’re in charge. I should be sending my daughter to kindergarten.”

“Boss, I haven’t had my breakfast!” Jerry glanced indifferently at the two who were brawling before stroking his stomach.

On one side, Krish unblinkingly watched the fight between Master Ludwig and Ocho. Hearing the conversation between the two, there was a wave of unhappiness in his heart.

Can’t you respect others! They’ll die if they’re not careful! He gripped his fists tightly as he let out a silent roar.

“Anyway, it’s in your hands.” Jacob waved and left without turning back.

Jerry blinked and nodded dejectedly. “Alright, Boss.”

Once Jacob’s figure disappeared around the corner, Jerry suddenly widened his eyes and shouted loudly, “Ocho, if you don’t finish this within three minutes, I’ll tell Tres what you did three months ago.”

Ocho panicked and the expression on his face became solemn in

battle within

reversed the energy within him upwards and through the

of the sword was like a fine but heavy net. It covered Ocho from top to

do

ferociously like lava from a volcano eruption. With a buzz, the air vibrated. The boundless

“It’s my turn!”

a gentle cry, he put his left foot forward and got into a stance so that he could

an explosion. A strong draft

walls broke down. The ceiling of

boom boom. Ludwig took several steps back. He left a few clear footprints

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. It splashed

out in alarm with a slightly

ground with a disappointed face.

fist, Ocho turned his head and said with a forced smile, “Mr. Locker, not even ten seconds have passed. I went above

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