"You're saying this black swamp eel is a crown-grade warrior, the epitome of your world?" Gary Smith questioned.
Upon hearing this, Brock Norris could only force a bitter smile. Being able to project esoteric martial arts was his and countless others' greatest dream.
Especially since this one took on the form of a fallen dragon. As for a true dragon...
He had never seen one, let alone conjured one!
Thus, the fallen dragon was considered one of the top esoteric martial projections.
But according to Gary, it was just a black swamp eel!
The saddest part was... Gary indeed had the qualifications to say this!
Getting an affirmative answer, Gary glanced back at the tiny pit, which had been completely obliterated by the void collapse, and found himself at a loss for words...
How could this guy not have the dignity of a mighty warrior, and instead, rush over like some rubbish fish?
What a crude martial artist!
