"Feng Ge, could it be that you can now fight a Titled Douluo without being defeated?"
Fatty's eyes widened as round as ox eyes.
What kind of suffering was this? Why had he run into such a freak?!
"It's probably not just Titled Douluos. Oscar only copied 70% of Feng Ge's combat strength just now. He can probably fight a level 95 Super Douluo already!"
Tang San said from the side.
Honestly, he felt suffocated right now.
They had all come from the same village, so why was the gap this huge?
The sect he had founded had only just taken shape, while the Wind Alliance Feng Ge had created was already the third-largest force on the entire continent.
Back when he had first entered Slaughter City, Feng Ge had been ranked first there. By the time he reached that point, Feng Ge was already chatting and laughing with the Slaughter King.
And now, even with all his trump cards combined, he could barely fight a Titled Douluo, while Feng Ge could already battle a Super Douluo.
Comparisons really could drive a person mad!!!
"Feng Ge, are they telling the truth? Can you really fight a Super Douluo?!"
Fatty pressed him for an answer.
He could no longer describe the absolute super freak before him with words.
Honestly, he did not want to hear an affirmative answer, because his poor little heart simply could not take it.
"Uh... I'll come clean. I'm actually very strong."
Qin Feng wore a helpless, amused expression.
He did not know how he should explain it to everyone.
He could probably fight Uncle Ghost and Uncle Chrysanthemum if they joined forces.
As the second-strongest among the younger generation in the Hidden World Secret Realm, an ordinary Super Douluo might not be able to defeat him.