"Wheeze, wheeze..."
The sound of labored breathing, like a bellows, came from Qin Tian's mouth. He looked at the grave-faced Ancient Demon ahead and sensed the somber expressions of Arthur, Wang Fucai, and Yang Hong behind him. Bitterness welled up in Qin Tian's heart.
Qin Tian vowed, for the first time, the first time he had the illusion "Why am I so inept."
Relying on his identity as Sequence Number 4 and the Profound Sword Technique, a powerful Esoteric Level skill, Qin Tian had always been invincible. His stellar performance in the Sequence Member-Ranking Battle was renowned, and even in the Sea King Control plan, though Lin Haifeng schemed against him, it showed how much Lin Haifeng valued Qin Tian's strength.
Here stands a powerful expert...
At least that's what Qin Tian believed.
