First Glimpse of the World of Immortal Cultivation (2)

Wang Ji was at the peak of the second class, and his strength was terrifying. All he needed was a first-class technique to breakthrough.

Li Si was old now, and he had not fought for a long time. If the two of them were to fight, it was not certain who would win.

The other disciples immediately fell silent. Now, everyone could see that Wang Ji was getting stronger and stronger. Even if they waited for a few more years, their master may still not teach them first-class techniques. No one could tell what would happen.

"Zhao Hong, cheers!" Wang Ji suddenly said as he stared at Zhao Hong with a burning gaze.

Zhao Hong sighed internally, but he revealed a foolish smile on his face. He clinked glasses with Wang Ji and drank the wine in one gulp.

Only then did Wang Ji reveal a smile. A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes. If Li Si did not teach him the martial arts technique, Wang Ji could not be blamed for his actions.