336 A Dirty Fighter

"He will," Lyca's words interrupted his stupor. She turned towards him. "Feel free to inform your old man about it." Finished speaking, Lyca turned towards the door. Of course, Chu Nan followed her out.

'The elements…"

"Can you tell me at least thirty of them?"

"Of course not!"

"Then… not teaching. I don't have dumb students."

"You— "

"How're your martial arts?"

"Good."

"Then if you can defeat my people, you can learn."

"What people?" Chu Nan asked, confused. Cleo is not good at martial arts. Ronan might be good, but that man always has his eyes on his computers. Then… was it the guards? "Your security can't beat me." He said, confidence accompanied his tone. How could a mere security personnel beat him? He was trained in both hand-to-hand combat and other fighting skills. He even had a black belt in Karate and excelled in mixed martial arts. This was something he was very proud of.