"This time I guarantee he doesn't have a fighting talisman! Go get him!" Zhou Wenliang shouted, but there was no response as usual.
The boys not only did not advance, but retreated again, their faces showing a look of horror and disbelief in their eyes.
"What's wrong with you guys!" Zhou Wenliang couldn't help but scold.
A boy who had a good relationship with Zhou Wenliang stepped back a few steps to his side, raised his hand to point at Luo Yirui, and after a while finally spoke, "He, he, he knows Spiritual Talisman!"
Zhou Wenliang couldn't help but rub the back of his head, "What Spiritual Talisman, those are all rumors, if this kid knows Spiritual Talisman, I'd be a Great Power by now!"
The boy rubbed the back of his head, grimacing. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.
"Really, really, Brother Wenliang! If you don't believe it, go up!"
