Even Qin Qi couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath at these words, waves of shock surging in his heart.
When he heard about Zhao Beiyi, although Zhao Beiyi's strength was extraordinary, it was still within his understanding—he believed catching up wasn't too difficult.
But Xue Rusheng was different. Three years ago, he had already reached the Sixth Layer of the Core Formation Stage and defeated his opponent in just four moves.
This level of battle prowess and talent was so outrageous, even Qin Qi found it hard to comprehend.
Yet, it didn't dampen his sharpness—quite the opposite, it made him even more curious. "So you're saying, the geniuses of the Central Capital Region, there are many who aren't even recorded on the rankings?"
"That's right. Just among those I know, there are several. But these geniuses rarely make a move, and all sorts of experts see them as treasures!"
"But I suspect, there are quite a few whose strength surpasses Brother Zhao's as well!"
