"The Invincible Technique... can only be mastered by one person!"
Jiang Wei's cold and urgent voice almost echoed at the same instant as the old man's words ended.
Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her ruby-like eyes were filled with an unprecedented seriousness and warning, staring fixedly at the old man.
Fang Qingyu's heart suddenly sank, and he also turned to look at the old man.
"The Invincible Technique can only be mastered by one person."
The voice carried skepticism and coldness.
"Can you make Chen Wudi give the Invincible Technique to me?!"
A technique that can only be grasped by one person, unable to be inherited or shared, the Invincible Technique.
Chen Wudi has practiced diligently for decades.
With it, he ascended to the peak and forged a legend!
Would he be willing to hand it over?
Giving his foundation for existence to a complete stranger?
This is simply a fantasy.
The old man was not angered by Fang Qingyu's skepticism...
