C273 Throwing Things Randomly?

"You!"

Zhu Xiaoyang's annoyance flared as he launched a punch directly at his opponent's face.

Ming Jian remained utterly unfazed.

The two clashed in combat.

Zhang Taiyi, not one to dilly-dally, marched towards Luo Yun with a fierce determination.

Old Cao had something on his mind to say, but a contemplative shadow crossed his eyes, and he ultimately chose silence