"Be careful, An—"
Whooosh!!!
The motorcycle roared into the sky, trailing a long, deep-red streak, and soon it was gone into the distance.
"This kid, always so impatient."
Qian Rushan said resentfully.
But then he thought about it again, this guy already had the qualifications to summon nuclear weapons.
The speed of his growth was truly...
Quite terrifying.
Meanwhile.
The Ghost Fire Motorcycle was running rampant in the sky.
Some shooting stars, finding the motorcycle too conspicuous, immediately chased after it, trying to attack Shen Ye.
Thump.
Someone punched the shooting star.
Before Shen Ye could see what was happening, the shooting star dispersed with a sharp scream, quickly retreating away from the speeding motorcycle.
"What the hell are these things?"
Shen Ye asked curiously.
A line of subtitles emerged in the void:
"Trash Technique Spirits from the fourth level of the Law Realm."
Mo Ga Ru flickered and once again vanished into the void.