In the elegant reception room, Shi Feng had not disguised his level.
The burly man stared fixedly at Shi Feng, his eyes full of confusion.
Zero Wing was merely a guild from the Star-Moon Kingdom, yet its level was somehow one level higher than the person ranked first on the Glory Empire's level leaderboard. No matter how he thought about it, it seemed impossible.
Their levels were already very high. Every level required an enormous amount of EXP, to say nothing of the stretch from Level 39 to Level 40.
Anyone who could remain on the Level Honor Ranking had practically never stopped leveling and grinding monsters. Moreover, their grinding efficiency was far beyond that of ordinary experts. They would usually organize a group to lure all kinds of monsters together, then have these people deliver the finishing blows once the monsters were low on health. Otherwise, they would gather a group of people with AoE magic, have others round up the monsters, and let the mages bombard them to split the EXP.
Yet all of this came at the cost of sacrificing other people's EXP. Only large guilds could afford such a method.
Because of this efficiency, they gained EXP several times faster than ordinary experts grinding in parties, which was why their levels were so much higher.
Yet even so, Shi Feng had surpassed them by such a wide margin...
"I'm Black Flame. What do you need from me?" Shi Feng glanced at the two men and discovered that he had met one of them before.
It was Thunder War Tiger, the Berserker he had seen when selling the set equipment in Black Wing City.
Aside from the wild-looking Thunder War Tiger, Shi Feng also knew the gloomy young man beside him. His name was Mo Feimo, a