Zhou Feng stood quietly outside the gravity mountain. He looked at the figure that kept moving on the main peak of the gravity mountain, and couldn't help but sigh.
It had been three years, a whole three years. He had stood outside the gravity mountain countless times, but no matter when he looked, that figure was always on the main peak of the gravity mountain, constantly waving weapons, all kinds of weapons, putting one down, immediately taking out another, as if he would never stop.
Although Zhou Feng was surprised that Zhao Hai could use so many different weapons, what really surprised him was that Zhao Hai could stand on the peak of the gravity peak.
He was very clear about how strong the gravity on the main peak was. With his current strength, he could only reach the halfway point of the mountain at most. Moreover, he could barely move when he reached the halfway point. However, Zhao Hai was now standing on the peak of the gravity peak, which really surprised him.
