"The people of Crescent Moon... Their power is far inferior to ours. The most powerful one, Xia Jingyun, is only at Earth Level three."
Mo Yuantu's face grew gloomy as he said, "But they all get slaughtered by Gentle... Gentle's strength has probably advanced during these few days."
"At the very least, Gentle now possesses the power to annihilate those at Earth Level three, or even two."
Mo Yuanqing and the others seemed to have a layer of ice on their faces.
They could all deduce this conclusion from the extermination of the eight-person team from Crescent Moon without Mo Yuantu having to explain it.
However, this information was certainly not good news!
Based on this hypothesis, among the seventy-seven people present, only about fifteen or sixteen have the ability to fend for themselves, or even gain a victory. Yet this was not the most alarming part, for the other sixty odd people were no match for Gentle!
