"What grade of combat skills are they using? Why are they so powerful?"
"Judging by their might, they must not be lower than Earth Level!"
"Not lower than Earth Level? How could a Third-class Country have such high-grade combat skills?"
The Dragon Tooth Guards were shocked beyond belief, followed by the bewilderment of everyone present.
Jing Tian, about to take the stage, now found his back drenched in cold sweat. Suddenly, he hoped for Taishi Gao to lose. This way, he wouldn't have to face the more terrifying Mu Qingge and wouldn't be humiliated!
The astonishment in the room hadn't yet subsided when Taishi Gao suddenly leaped up, extending his fierce claws towards Feng Yufei, shouting viciously, "I'll kill you—!"
The unexpected turn of events left everyone in shock, and they quickly stood up.
Hei Mu was so startled that he jumped from his seat, raising his hand to stop him: "Young Sect Master, stop—!"
