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Chapter 109, Arante Fighting Ceiling(2/2)

"Wow!", "Wow!", "So fast!", "I can do this for the first time when I see you!"

The old instigators who watched the show made a cry.

The young agents, because they were too fast on the ring, were unexpectedly unable to see it, and they reacted slowly for a few seconds before they could make a lot of praise.

"You must have used super power! You know every move I have, it's impossible!"

Avis set out in a fighting position and said, "Before I made a move, I didn't even know it myself, and you wouldn't know it!"

Carl suppressed Avis for three rounds, suppressing his ambition in a cliff-like manner.

Avis, who did not break the zero duck egg, was dissatisfied and quickly squatted, swung his right leg, swept across Carl's legs 360 degrees, trying to trip.

Carl jumped up to avoid this "crocodile's tail shake" and avoided.

Ivis lay flat, stretched out his long legs, hooked his feet and waved towards Carl's back—

"Bang!"

A huge sound echoed in everyone's ears in the gym.

Carl, who was exerting force in the air, was hit on the back and tailbone by Ivis with a leg whip.

If I hadn't been wearing protective gear, I might not have wanted to walk upright for the rest of my life, and I would have to handle the case in a wheelchair.
Chapter completed!
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