Not far away, a few people were gathered together.
One of the youths had a sunken chest and blood was flowing out of his mouth.
He sat on the ground and his body was retreating timidly.
"What, is this a genius from the bottom class?" A tall man said coldly.
This person's name was Ling Guan, and he was ranked sixth on the martial arts rankings!
His entire body was filled with aggression, and he had a condescending attitude.
When the surrounding people saw this scene, no one dared to approach.
Ling Guan continued to walk toward the youth. He raised his large hand and grabbed the neck of the youth who was vomiting blood before lifting him up into the air.
"Tell me, is this the ability of the bottom class? Ants are indeed ants!" Ling Guan roared, and he exerted force with his hand to throw the youth out!
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, and two bloody marks appeared on his neck.