C418 No Winner or Loser

0418 No win or loss

Jun Weiguo crossed his arms, and his eyes were like daggers, piercing Luo Sheng's body.

"Brat, do you want to die?"

"Are you angry?"

"Let me see how powerful that Fist Saint's fist is."

"Alright!"

Jun Weiguo rolled up his sleeves, "If you are able to receive this old man's punch, then this old man will have such a high opinion of you