If it were before the martial arts debate started, no one would believe this.

But now, Yan Qingxuan, with the aura of being the son of destiny, was actually defeated by a young man who was much younger than him.

This has to make people suspicious.

Coupled with the sound from the telephony stone as evidence, it can be said that the balance in the hearts of most people in the venue has begun to gradually tilt.

Although these things sound like fantasy.

But I have to admit that sometimes the more bizarre things are, the closer they are to the truth.

Feeling the strange looks of countless people, at this moment, Yan Qingxuan's last line of defense seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

He looked at Lin Che with fear on his face, "You...who are you?"

Hearing this, Lin Che laughed but did not answer.

But then he stretched out a palm and flicked it on his face, and a silver-white mask was taken off by him.

Immediately, his originally bloated and fat body suddenly changed and returned to its original shape.

The figure standing in the sky was revealed to the world again, but it was a clean and delicate young face.

At the same time, I saw this scene.
Chapter completed!