Tong En felt a little depressed. She had just said he couldn't do it, only to be slapped in the face immediately afterward.
Hadn't this guy merely cut a small opening in the head of the Naga Race armored corpse?
Why had that Naga Race armored corpse stopped moving?
What was wrong?
The others were also somewhat dumbfounded. They had thought that Wang Teng, being only at the Universe Level, would ultimately be unable to deal with a Naga Race armored corpse capable of displaying World Lord Level strength.
It wasn't that they looked down on Wang Teng. They had merely thought they might have misjudged his strength before.
But now, their assumptions had been overturned again.
Wang Teng's slash seemed to have truly worked.
But how was that possible?
He had clearly only made a small opening, yet it had caused the Naga Race armored corpse to lose its ability to move.
"Wang Teng, how exactly did you do that?" Tong En could not help asking.
"I just casually swung my sword. I didn't expect this Naga Race armored corpse to be so fragile," Wang Teng said.
"..." Tong En fell silent.
Was this guy showing off to her?
That was going too far!
Could they not know how strong that Naga Race armored corpse was?
More than a dozen Domain Lord Level martial artists working together had been unable to do anything to it.
Yet this guy was telling them that he had resolved it with a casual sword strike. Was that something a human should say?
Yuan Bai and the others were speechless as well. How had they not noticed before that Junior Wang Teng loved showing off so much?
He looked like such an easygoing person, yet he was actually a shameless braggart.
Damn it!
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