As the words fell.
Wen Ping sidestepped to avoid Wei Qianjue's chopping strike and then casually dispersed the half-man-high tornado-like hurricane passing by. As he turned around, Wen Ping instinctively lifted his leg and kicked towards Wei Qianjue.
Wei Qianjue blocked with his hand and retreated a few steps. Once he steadied himself, he didn't immediately counterattack.
His gaze fixated on Wen Ping's left hand, with a trace of astonishment on his face, "Meridian Gate—you're actually in the Profound Realm!"
He couldn't believe that the person appearing no more than seventeen or eighteen years old was actually at the Profound Realm! It's known that the youngest Profound Realm in East Lake was after 25 years old. And that was already a rare genius in East Lake once in a thousand years.
Wen Ping had advanced so many years ahead. He had never heard of someone so young in the Profound Realm like Wen Ping.
