Grotto-heaven

In the valley.

The atmosphere became more and more restless.

A middle-ranked martial artist said in a muffled voice,"although we're not high-ranked martial artists, we're willing to live for ourselves!" Even if he couldn't leave his name in history, he didn't want to waste his life! Mr. Fang, we haven't been in the world of mortals for a long time, so we'll be going out ..."

Fang ping laughed,"if you're interested, you can go teach at mcmau." "Of course, I don't recommend martial artists below the high ranks to go to mcmau. It's not that I'm looking down on you seniors, but the danger is relatively higher in the middle ranks.

Of course, if you really want to go, Fang ping welcomes you.

"Seniors, you don't have to participate in any battles. I, Fang ping, can guarantee this.

Teaching and educating people is also a contribution to mankind!"

Fang ping said loudly,"do martial artists only live to be themselves through battle?" No, that was not the case!