"Could it be...that this guy has been hiding his true cultivation base? Did I get tricked?"
Zuo Lie was suddenly filled with doubt, but as he recalled his encounters with Han Yi along the way, Han Yi's ignorance seemed genuine. Could it be true that this guy was really at the eighth level of Qi Cultivation?
An eighth level Qi Cultivator faster than those at the Qi Cultivation Peak?
That's ridiculous, way too ridiculous.
But at this moment, they were in the middle of the battlefield, and Zuo Lie didn't think too much about it. After all, there had been no losses on his end so far.
Dozens of meters away, a sword-wielding girl shot a sharp gaze at Zuo Lie, who felt his heart skip a beat and shifted his trajectory by another dozen meters.
