Chapter 1346 - 1345: His Name

Chapter 1346: Chapter 1345: His Name

With the addition of Chu Ren and Chu Yi, Luo Yirui and Jing Changle’s only advantage completely vanished, and the situation became passive.

The young fighter watched Luo Yirui and Jing Changle with interest.

Good skills.

Luo Yirui and Jing Changle weren’t fighting haphazardly; if it wasn’t for the age difference, in pure hand-to-hand combat, the eight opponents wouldn’t be a match for them.

The young fighter wasn’t the type to meddle in others’ affairs; he had heard the initial exchange but didn’t care to interfere. It was Luo Yirui and Jing Changle’s skills that caught his attention.

The skills of these two gave him a sense of familiarity.

Taught from the same system.

Yes, those who trained them must be from the military.

Confident in this, he strolled over.

The battle circle, uncontrollable, was shifting towards the young fighter.

The young fighter stood firm, like a mountain, unmoving like a pine, showing no intention to dodge.

Once drawn into the fray, there’s bound to be physical pain. These were teenagers, with no restraint in their strikes; everyone’s bodies were already bruised and battered.

Chu Ren and Chu Yi observed this, curious to probe the newcomer, and naturally didn’t warn him.

Luo Yirui couldn’t figure out where this person came from, but since they fought, he didn’t want to involve outsiders. This person didn’t seem like he was on Chu Ren and Chu Yi’s side, so he issued a warning.

"Quick, get out of the way!"

The young fighter’s eyes shifted, falling briefly on Luo Yirui before moving away again.

The battle circle swept in, enveloping the young fighter within.

A seventeen-year-old on Chu Ren and Chu Yi’s side was forced back by a punch from Luo Yirui, stumbling towards the young fighter.

The young fighter still didn’t dodge, taking the hit square on the shoulder, his body swayed but his feet seemed rooted, unmoving.

"You attacked me, I’m merely defending myself."

The youth who collided hadn’t yet reacted when from his peripheral vision he saw a figure take a step, then felt a sharp pain hit his abdomen. His body curled like a shrimp.

The strike to his abdomen left him unable to retaliate, his body collapsing to the ground, his face pale, forehead sweating profusely, his expression twisted in pain.

With Luo Yirui, not on the same level at all.

The young fighter didn’t stop after landing his first strike, he stepped into the fray with long strides, swinging a punch at the nearest opponent, who fell without a chance to counter.

Luo Yirui caught sight of this young fighter; before he threw punches, there was an uncanny sense of leisure, yet once he struck, it was like a storm.

Within minutes, Chu Ren and Chu Yi were writhing on the ground.

The young fighter delivered one-hit kills consistently.

Luo Yirui stood facing the young fighter, his gaze steady, wondering why this person’s skills felt familiar.

The young fighter looked at Luo Yirui, a corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Familiar?"

Luo Yirui raised his eyebrow, "Are you a soldier?"

"Not yet."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yirui was momentarily stunned, meaning he would be in the future?

Luo Yirui could sense the other’s spirit was very full, yet this person wasn’t Mystic Doctor. Present here with such formidable skills and full spirit, yet not a Mystic Doctor.

Who is he?

"Thanks, I’m Luo Yirui, and you?"

The young fighter’s mouth curved slightly, "Yan Jingxun."