The Hao-surnamed cultivator stared at Ning Zhuo, his gaze profound.
Ning Zhuo's tremendous progress time and time again, until now collecting the fifth Mysterious Armor, gaining qualification for the third stage, the entire process he had witnessed in person.
He suddenly had a feeling: "Ning Zhuo came prepared!"
"He has immense confidence in his learning ability. All of this is part of his plan."
"Is this what a first-rate genius looks like? Such confidence in oneself! Even when dealing with the Ban Family, Ban Ji, he is full of confidence. He firmly believes that even if he sharpens his skills at the last minute, just starting to learn, he can suppress and block Ban Ji?"
"Is this truly unparalleled confidence, or another form of arrogance?"
Ning Zhuo sat cross-legged on the ground, examining himself, and also reviewing the recent battle.
He reflected: "Is this No Move Beats a Move? It's really impressive!"
