Mo Sha, the genius of Mojiang Hall, shrugged and looked at Sikong Jing with a smile...
"Relax. I'll give you three moves. Go ahead."
As he spoke, Mo Sha looked unbearably smug.
And whether they were from the Spirit Race or the six major factions, no one around felt there was anything wrong with that.
Mo Sha had every right to be smug. He had just defeated Zhe Ying, and he was one of the ninety-eight geniuses of the Absolute Beast Main Hall.
As for Ou Jin, who the hell knew who he was?
Judging from Ou Jin's Heroic Spirit Domain, he was merely some insignificant Spirit Race nobody who had not truly entered the Heroic Spirit Main Hall.
Besides, the Heroic Spirit Guards he had connected with were only the weakest six.
"This guy just loves showing off."
At some point, Ou Fu had run over to A-Ruo's side and spoke through gritted teeth.
"If I'd known, I would've come to show off too. Then I'd have had the chance to trade blows with one of the universe's top geniuses." Another young member of the Spirit Gull Lineage ran over to A-Ruo's side and said unhappily.
A-Ruo, however, had accepted Ou Jin's gift, so she still spoke up for him. "It looks like Ou Jin really gained a great deal at Beastbane Mountain."
Though Ou Jin could not possibly win...
There was no denying that he had improved at lightning speed. He was now truly qualified to become the foremost young member of the Spirit Gull Lineage.
Amid the discussions and disgruntled mutters...
Ou Jin, in everyone's eyes, had already gripped his heavy halberd and stood opposite Mo Sha. "I don't need you to give me anything."
Mo Sha shrugged, looking too lazy even to reply.
"If you insist