"What an idiot!" Wang Hao stomped on the ground and disappeared.
"Not good! A Natural gait!" Zhao Kunxi was shocked. He had investigated Wang Hao before he came and knew that Wang Hao was capable of a Natural gait, a Natural sword art, and owned a level-three beast-shaped mecha.
However, the beast-shaped mecha had been frozen by Zhang Zhongjun and could not be used for now.
He knew that Wang Hao couldn't hurt him. It was why he dared to threaten Wang Hao for his contribution points.
However, he was full of jealousy when he witnessed the Natural gait in person. Why could a seventeen-year-old boy grasp it when he couldn't?
Not thinking about Wang Hao's talent anymore, Zhao Kunxi waved his hand and covered himself with a spherical shield.
Though his level was higher than Wang Hao's, the gap did not matter now that Wang Hao had a pistol which boasted level-three damage.
In terms of damage, Wang Hao could even threaten his life now.
