Chapter 945 Act Rashly

"Good! Excellent skills!" Clarissa and the others clapped their hands as well. Jara, for the sake of his own reputation, applauded as well. "I knew you were good at martial arts," Anderson stated as he walked over. "But I didn't expect it to be this great!" Mr. Gill was dressed in a practice outfit. "Do you want to practice?" he looked at Anderson and asked. Everyone was taken aback, but Anderson appeared unfazed. "Sure," he answered with a smile. With a sneer, Mr. Gill added, "Anderson, don't blame me if I hurt you." Anderson then responded with a smirk, "Your skills are excellent, but you're getting old. I won't hurt you, but don't blame me if you sprain your waist!" Hearing this, Mr. Gill immediately pulled a long face. He flung his fist over, raising his elbows. They began grappling with each other right away. Clarissa stood aside with Jara and Emmeline, and they were all frightened. How could they have fought in