"Yes! Dragon Group's martial generals above Three-star aren't convenient to be here, and consider the time, they wouldn't make it either."
Chu Zhaoliang nodded, the aura on his body gradually increased, and a layer of fiery red Vigorous Air Armor appeared: "Currently, there's only me as a Peak Three-star martial general here. If you can defeat me, then this encirclement action of ours can be declared a failure."
"Peak Three-star!"
Tang Ming's face became serious. No wonder Meng Xianjun was defeated at Imperial University; he didn't expect Chu Zhaoliang to be a Peak Three-star martial general, truly quite low-key.
"How about it, still want to make a move?"
Chu Zhaoliang removed his glasses, his gaze becoming sharper.
"Hoo hoo hoo, I would like to try."
Tang Ming glanced at Chu Zhaoliang's back, at the martial generals surrounding Liu Mengting, their fighting spirit fervently directed at Chu Zhaoliang.
