"Not bad skills, but that's all there is to it. I saw you during the racing competition just now. You knocked down a dozen people, right? I saw it all."
"But, so what? No matter how good you are, you're still just one person. Besides, there's always someone better than you. How many can you fight?"
After a brief moment of shock, Zhang Yu suddenly smiled and said.
In a short while, a large group of people had suddenly appeared around him.
Even though they watched their companions all lying on the ground, with a hint of fear in their eyes, not one of them backed down.
Yang Yan couldn't help but glance at him.
No wonder this guy has a big reputation in the East Sea, it seems he really knows how to manage his people.
And the gazes of a group of girls fell worriedly on Yang Yan.
Zhang Yu was speaking the truth.
No matter how good Yang Yan was, he would eventually tire, and indeed there were a lot of the opponent's people.