When Wang Xuan translated Wu Li's words for Li Youqiang, he remained silent, giving Wu Li a deep look before turning and walking away.
Wu Li took the gun from Ruan Xing's hand, stepped back a few steps, and then threw it back to him without saying "let's go again," only watching him calmly.
Ruan Xing took the gun, his face pale, not daring to even glance at Wu Li as he also turned and left.
Those who had come with him began to disperse, and the street quickly emptied out a lot.
Applause erupted from the disciples at the scene, cheering loudly, their eyes filled with admiration for Wu Li.
"In this situation, all I can say is 'f*ck' to describe my feelings right now!"
"That's f*cking awesome!"
"Within seven steps, his punches are faster!!!"
"I knew Wu Li's live stream would always be surprising."
"With this speed and this bravery, wouldn't it be fair to say he's the best in the Hua Country?"
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The live stream exploded, with various gifts flooding the screen.
