Robert wanted to shrink his own strength, but it was useless.
"Although your strength is very strong, your speed is too slow, your attacks are too monotonous, and your strength is too weak. So, you are not my match at all!" Robert roared repeatedly, his eyes filled with hatred.
Ye Feng's eyes revealed a hint of ridicule, and he snorted coldly. "That's right, everything you said is right! But... you still don't understand what I mean! What I mean is, my strength is not just that!"
Robert frowned. He did not know when, but the power of the Eye of the Netherworld that he released already had no restraining effect on Ye Feng.
Moreover, what was this strange feeling?
Just how strong was this kid's potential?
Robert looked at Ye Feng with a gloomy expression.
His right foot stomped on the ground, and gusts of wind instantly exploded!
Robert actually used his own foot to directly crush the floor!
His hands slapped out fiercely.
