He shook his head, his tone filled with resignation at Qin Feng's freakishly tough body.
"Your physical foundation is just terrifying. I'd wager that before the planetary level, as long as everyone's Slaughter Realm is equal, no one can beat you. Unless... their killing technique reaches the Control Realm."
"Alright."
Nissan waved his hand dismissively from the side, cutting off Ning Jing's musings. He looked at Qin Feng, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, and said excitedly, "Since the warm-up is over, it's our turn! Enough talk. Let's get to it!"
"Alright!"
Qin Feng agreed with a smile, once again gripping the Long Spear in his hands tightly.
And so, in the bustling combat training area, four young, powerful figures began their agreed-upon, frenzied training routine.
Sometimes, the four of them would spar with each other.
