"Junior Brother, have you finished studying 'Wind Trace' already?"
"You're truly remarkable, Junior Brother, the leader of the Qingyun Four Heavenly Monarchs!"
"With such comprehension, it's no wonder you've reached this level in just two short years."
Yan Guilai's ox-like face was full of smiles, nodding slightly in satisfaction.
Previously, they had intended for everyone to study these Extreme Moves, not missing this opportunity, but it seemed they had delayed Chu Xisheng.
Lu Luanti's lips also slightly curved, a sense of pride quietly budding within her.
This was what she had her eyes on—bah!
Remembering the scene when Ween Zhiyi was siphoning blood, and that mysterious master, Lu Luanti's mood sourly shifted again.
Ji Qianqian quietly sighed.
With Chu Xisheng's immense talent, his future achievements will not be inferior to Dominating Martial.
The court better not act foolishly and eventually push him over to the side of the rebels.
