True or Fake Hercules

"Takumi just laughed, and shook his head, "I'll just fight normally."

"You idiot. Haven't you seen instructor Jiang Feng. Isn't he your idol? This is such a good opportunity, maybe the instructor will favor you, and even give you some pointers. Or even accept you as a disciple!" Long Ma started to squawk at him, and all sorts of language came out. If he did not lecture him properly, this Jar Jar Mi would definitely smack his opponent to death, and that would be a waste of such a good opportunity.

"Snow, will Wang Zheng really win?" Ai Xiaolu smiled, her eyes filled with excitement. She had to say that her family was supportive of what had caught her eye, and she liked to invest, especially in people. That included the men in the future, no matter if they were naturally occurring or nurtured.

Snow Li pinched Ai Xiaolu's face, "You little scamp, don't steal away my man."