1137 Scrap Metal

Yao Qing reminded him, "Mr. Qin, they are high-tech war machines. I don't know what materials they are made of, but they are extremely hard." 

"I have already stepped into the half-step Martial Saint realm, but I am still not their match. You..." 

Yao Qing didn't continue, but his intention was obvious.

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what realm do you think I'm at now?" 

Yao Qing sized up Qin Yu from head to toe and then said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, although you were much stronger than me before, I've been training with all my might over the past year." 

"In the era where Martial Saints didn't appear, I was almost the strongest!" Yao Qing said with extreme pride.

Upon hearing these words, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh.

This Hidden Dragon Country had completely fallen behind the times.

"Alright, stop talking and let's quickly set off." Qin Yu waved his hand and said.