Take His Place

At the same time, this news sent a single stone crashing into a thousand waves. Media outlets everywhere caught wind of it and knew it was a massive hot topic.

Many people were curious as well. With Zhao Cheng acting so "arrogantly," he was clearly placing himself above all other powerhouses. There was more than one supreme powerhouse in this world. In literature, there was no first; in martial arts, no second. Setting the Sword Saint aside for now, would the other supreme powerhouses really put up with this?!

Could it be that he was the legendary Face-Face Fruit ability user?!

The domestic and international internet alike erupted into endless clamor.

In a classroom, several of Zhao Dong's classmates curiously "interviewed" him, asking what he thought of the matter.

"Old Zhao, what do you think about this?!"

one boy asked.

Zhao Dong calmly glanced at the people before him and said with the air of an old sage, "They just don't understand Brother Cheng. He's such a modest and reasonable person, yet people online are calling him arrogant. Isn't that blatant slander?!"

"???"

"!"

The others were all stunned.

"Tsugikuni Mumei probably has a different understanding of what 'modest and reasonable' means,"

another boy said leisurely.

"That's why I said they don't understand. You don't understand either."

Zhao Dong shook his head, putting on an old-fashioned air.

If one only heard his voice, he truly did sound somewhat like an expert.

Zhao Dong had entered dungeons before, and he had some understanding of creatures like mythic powerhouses. He had never heard of a mythic powerhouse possessing such an ability.

So he had always suspected that Zhao Cheng cultivated something different from everyone else. Other people practiced martial arts; Zhao Cheng cultivated immortality. They were not even the same thing.