With a loud bang, Chen Yuanchuan was struck in the chest and staggered back five or six steps!
"You little bastard! Are you crazy? You think I can't beat you, right? Come on, let's fight three hundred rounds!" Chen Yuanchuan trembled with rage!
"A'Chuan, are you sure you want to fight Qin Yu? He is in Berserk State right now."
Knowing that Qin Yu often went berserk, Wen Bichen quickly explained to Chen Yuanchuan.
Berserk?
Chen Yuanchuan's body shuddered for a moment, and he carefully observed Qin Yu's pupils, only to notice that Qin Yu's pupils were indeed somewhat red!
Chen Yuanchuan quickly shook his head, "Forget it! I'm not fighting this monster!"
"I remember, the old man once said that Qin Yu has no consciousness when he goes berserk. What is he doing at our Dragon Flame Sect at this time?" Wen Bichen's face was grave, fearing that Qin Yu might do something rash.
