Oh. Do you really think that you are something?" Ling Han disdain, he did not care about the best of this self-confidence storm, but who let the other party take the initiative."Apologize to me, if I am satisfied, I can only scrap you an arm." Wen Yijian proudly said.Ling Han oh, said: "Listen to your tone, it seems that people are not in the North!""Crap, how can the Northland have a genius like me, I am the first genius of the Eastern Kendo!" Wen Yijian is not modest. Sweeping eyes, seeing many men are showing an angry color, can not help but sneer, "How. Not convinced? If you can't accept the horse, I can hit you, I will start from you!"When it comes to the last sentence. He stared at Ling Han again."You are not qualified to fight with Master Ling!" A white figure flew out, it was Shen Zhongcheng. "I am defeating you!""White Sword King!""The eighth place in Tianjiao!""White Sword King, blow up this East Country's trick!