Unorganized and Undisciplined
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The 500-point man was the closest to the explosion point; his clothes and body were slightly damaged.
His expression was uncertain.
He stroked the wounds on his body quietly.
A crystal-clear ice piece appeared, repairing his injured body.
"A newbie." He looked at the three of them, and the sternness and disdain in his tone disappeared.
It was replaced by a strange calm. "I will admit that I underestimated you. You have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. It is no surprise the guide was in such bad shape."
Wang Wen listened quietly to the other party's nonsense.
He quietly gathered his mental power.
That damn thing's progress was as high as 500 points, and its strength was obviously many times greater than the State Preceptor.
It had taken about 30 percent of his mental power to defeat the State Preceptor.
If he wanted to defeat the 500-point man, he might need more than 100 percent.
So his goal was...