"This guy is quite impressive."
Below the stage, the girl in green had a flash in her beautiful eyes, showing a hint of surprise, and murmured to herself, "No wonder he's so confident, but compared to Linghu Yudao, he still has a long way to go!"
The people, like Xu Zhongda, who were waiting to see Ling Feng make a fool of himself, all clenched their teeth. Unexpectedly, this Little General, although not high in cultivation, was indeed remarkably powerful!
"Humph, it's just one victory. With this kind of strength, thinking about becoming the King of Hundred Battles, he's still far from it!"
Xu Zhongda gave a light snort. Ling Feng had boasted that he would definitely become the King of Hundred Battles, and now, he had only won one match, so what's the big deal.
In a corner of the spectator seats, Linghu Yudao, who lamented how lonely invincibility was, had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Bored, he whispered, "Interesting."
