Wang Yue chuckled and, with an embarrassed scratch to the back of his head, displayed an acting skill that was nothing short of outrageous.
However, when it came to dealing with the other ferocious beasts that Hong Ling and the others kept driving towards them, Wang Yue became serious, even more so than Wang Xiner.
He had to ensure that he exerted a force appropriate to that of an ordinary martial artist at the fifth level of Qi Refining.
Suppressing one's cultivation level wasn't difficult in itself; the challenge lay in the fact that his true energy was far too pure, and the power he could unleash was several times stronger than that of martial artists at the same level.
Now, he had to both suppress his cultivation level and strictly control the strength of his attacks, which was akin to asking a super strong man, capable of shattering iron balls with a single hand, to do embroidery.
And this, in turn, was immensely beneficial for Wang Yue.
