Battling the Human Ceiling

"You're Lu Benwei?" Chu Tianxiong said.

Lu Benwei's expression became serious, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "Hello, Commander Chu, I'm Lu Benwei, I'm Chu Yan's..."

"I'm Chu Yan's friend," Lu Benwei said after a pause.

Chu Tianxiong scanned Lu Benwei from head to toe and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad."

After he finished speaking, Chu Tianxiong quickly walked toward Chu Yan.

Lu Benwei and Chen Yuan were stunned at the same time. They looked at each other in a daze, then shrugged and followed him.

After taking Chu Tianxiong's medicine, Chu Yan's complexion improved slightly, and her strength was also recovering bit by bit. Seeing this, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

"Wan Yun!" Chu Tianxiong suddenly shouted coldly.

In the corner, the president of the tournament organizing committee, Wan Yun, who was silently watching everything here, immediately shivered and then ran over.