Hearing Xiao Wu's name, Tang San abruptly sat up.
The agonizing pain twisted his features, but he did not care in the slightest.
"Take me to Xiao Wu."
"Little San, you can't move right now!" Flender pressed him down.
"Take me there!!"
Tang San roared, his eyes blood-red.
Inside the VIP seats.
Xue Qinghe looked at Lu Ming, countless thoughts running through her mind.
As the owner of the Life Simulator, she understood better than anyone the weight carried by the name "Jixia Academy."
In the simulated future, this force had emerged out of nowhere and swept across the entire continent in a completely unreasonable manner.
Mechanism Arts, demonic studies, and powerful figures no one had ever heard of.
And at the heart of it all was the man before her, who appeared to be barely over twenty.
Lu Ming.
That battle just now had revealed more than Gongsun Li's strength. It had also demonstrated the crushing superiority of an entirely different combat philosophy.
That ultimate agility and explosive power were completely unlike Douluo Continent's traditional Soul Master system.
"Lu, brother."
Xue Qinghe refilled Lu Ming's teacup and asked tentatively,
"With Miss Gongsun's talent, does she rank among the best at Jixia Academy?"
It was a trap question.
If Lu Ming said she ranked first, it would mean Jixia was powerful but had its limits.
If Lu Ming said she did not even rank...
Lu Ming lifted his teacup and blew away the foam.
"A Li?"
He smiled and glanced at Gongsun Li, who was leaning over the railing and counting Gold Soul Coins.
"In terms of movement techniques, she is indeed outstanding."
"But when it comes to killing arts, she is inferior to the one who plays with blades."
"In terms of mastery of mechanisms, she is inferior