Inside the Yanwu Gym.
On the second floor corridor, the Third Elder stood beside Chen Feng.
Gazing at the towering Red Tiger True Intent that appeared out of thin air, overlooking coldly, crouching ready to pounce.
The Transformed People by Xiang Jianjun's side had grave expressions, with cold sweat sliding down.
In this day and age, Martial Arts had declined, gradually replaced by transformational technologies and mechanical martial techniques.
Nevertheless, there still existed Martial Arts Masters.
Their flesh and strength were on par with steel, their Power as vast as the sea, unafraid of ordinary guns and cannons.
Under the cover of True Intent, invincible, no longer within the reach of Flying Copper Grade Transformed People, even if they were equipped with weapon modules.
"Third Uncle..."
Chen Feng had a complex expression.
Honestly, it might be because he had just recently entered the core of the school.
