Still Too Weak

"Hehe, what did I say? Ye Yuan brought him down with one hand!"

Long Xiaochun hid behind Morningstar, having a smug look on her face.

She had personally judged Ye Yuan's strength before.

In the same rank, there was basically no chance of wanting to beat Ye Yuan.

Let alone that Long Zheng who was not considered the strongest in this batch of Sons of the Heavenly Dragon.

A hint of surprise also flashed across Morningstar's eyes. Clearly, Ye Yuan's strength far exceeded his imagination.

In the fog, Long Zheng crawled to his feet, a look of alarm and anger on his face.

His thoughts were the same as Long Yuan, that this punk was just a braggart.

But it was this braggart who defeated him without even using a martial technique.

A proud genius could not endure such a humiliation!

Long Zheng gritted his teeth and roared furiously, "Punk, you forced me! I'll let you take a look at my true strength!"