"Such talent and wisdom, who in the ancient martial family dares to say they surpass him?"
Wu Shuo sneered coldly and said indifferently.
His nephew's talent was too strong, having hardly faced any major setbacks, cultivating an incredibly powerful confidence.
In Wu Shuo's view, Wu Yiyi's confidence showed signs of developing into arrogance and conceit.
This is not a good thing.
"Qin Hu..."
"He is indeed very powerful."
Wu Yiyi paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Qin Hu is the real name of the Martial Alliance leader.
After all, he is a powerhouse comparable to Divinity Transformation, and few dare to mention his name directly, partly out of reverence and partly out of respect for the strong.
Yet Wu Yiyi referred to the Martial Alliance leader directly by name, showing his arrogance.
"You, oh you..."
"Respect for the strong should still be there." Wu Shuo shook his head somewhat helplessly.
"Just watch."
