The majestic battleship broke through the sky, and in an instant, it left the territory of the Cloud Sea Sect.
"Brother Lu's strength has improved once again."
A gentle voice came from behind.
Lu Yun turned around and saw the person, giving him a faint smile: "Brother Zuo's strength has also made great progress."
Regarding this, Zuo Qiuye shook his head slightly: "Actually, you should know that the reason for my progress in strength cannot be compared with yours.
You improved your strength through your own talent and hard work, while I only made a slight progress relying on my previous accumulation."
As he spoke, there was a look of emotion on his face, with a touch of complexity in his eyes.
Every time he met Lu Yun again, Zuo Qiuye could feel the improvement in Lu Yun's strength, which was a terrifying talent.
However, considering that Lu Yun was the Martial Academy's Saint Child, it seemed normal.