Upon Tang Zhong's body, a ferocious aura erupted.
At that moment.
Tang Ran's face turned ugly as his eyes widened, "You... how could you possibly be a Martial Artist?"
"That's impossible?" Tang Ran couldn't believe it. After seeing Tang Zhong leave back in the day, he was clearly just an ordinary person, merely a captain of Zhan Long.
Not at all related to Martial Artists!
But now, he had suddenly become a Grandmaster.
Tang Ran feared Tang Zhong's heaven-defying rate of growth.
But upon remembering Tang Zhong's blood, he understood; the blood in Tang Zhong was extraordinary by nature, recalling the days when Tang Xinglou was a genius, such a pace of cultivation in his son, indeed, was comprehensible.
But even as a Grandmaster, what of it?
Immediately, Tang Ran calmly said, "But even as a Grandmaster, what of it?"
"I simply have one Sword Slash to end you!" Tang Zhong calmly said.