"This level of oppression is definitely that of a Martial Supreme, right?" the young man said with an ugly expression, feeling as though he were crammed into a mass of solidifying amber beneath the white space.
"Nonsense, who else but a Martial Supreme could bring us such oppressive power?" a girl who equally felt immense pressure retorted with an unsightly expression.
"I knew this guy was fooling us," someone couldn't help but curse furiously.
"Before breaking through to become a Martial Supreme, it's impossible for an ordinary Martial Artist to control so much qi; this guy is deceiving us," muttered someone who knew much about Martial Artists, wanting to confirm the truth that Muria had already become a Martial Supreme.
"Jelos Douglas, what a schemer you are! Compared to Ayn Martial Venerable, you are a disgrace among Martial Supremes, using such methods to make a name for yourself."
