Complaint; Losing Favor (2)

When the Emperor heard this, he was a little worried, "Can one really reach this level of martial arts?"

In his impression, martial arts was a crude skill. At most, it could fight dozens of people alone. As one grew older, their skill would decrease. It was impossible for him to have the level of being able to fight against thousands of troops.

Zhou Jing paused for a moment and said, "This Daoist doesn't know much either, but since Chen Feng can surpass most martial artists in the world, there must be something special about him. It's already not easy for this Daoist to be able to compete with him, even with the divine power taught by an immortal. I wonder if there's anyone in this world who can match him."

The Emperor's expression changed as he fell silent.

After a while, he finally spoke out slowly,