A middle-aged man on the rostrum looked at the old man beside him and said with a smile.

"That boy is from our Yang family, but that little girl doesn't look like you!"

The old man nodded and looked at the competition venue with satisfaction, with no change in his face and said softly.

The man did not refute after hearing this. He would not talk about the origin of his two batches of dark horses. He would just say that this old man was not something he could afford.

"But that kid actually practiced a kind of boxing? It's a pity to put such a talent in your Yang family!"

Although the middle-aged man dared not refute it badly, he sarcastically sarcastically at him.

"Although that kid only knows one kind of thing? Let's wait and see!"

The old man was not surprised to hear the other party's words, and his turbid gaze kept looking at the venue and couldn't move away.

The conversation between the two was terminated by the old man.

"First-class martial arts? It's really interesting, but I didn't expect that the kid would pass it!"

Yang Bin showed a hint of mocking on his face, and he looked at the two people beside him indifferently and said, but his body was messy and he had more or less injuries. It seemed that he won the game not so smoothly.
Chapter completed!