The president of Donghai's martial arts association, Qin Hanxuan, flew towards them. After getting near, he exclaimed, "Old Fu, you killed him? To think that I hurried over to help you."
"Haha, I killed him with Wang Teng's help," Fu Tiandao laughed and replied.
"Wang Teng?!" Qin Hanxuan thought he had heard wrong. He turned and looked at Wang Teng.
He was only a 6-star soldier-level martial warrior, right?
Wait!
He was able to step on air. That meant that he was at least a 7-star soldier-level martial warrior.
Even so, it was hard for them to deal with a 9-star soldier-level martial warrior.
"President Qin," Wang Teng greeted Qin Hanxuan.
"It has been a while since I've seen you. I almost couldn't recognize you," Qin Hanxuan replied with a bitter smile.
He had seen many gifted youngsters, but Wang Teng was definitely a first.