Raksha felt as if a large stone was pressing on his chest, struggling to catch his breath.
He was a two-star master, but before Wuming, he was like an ant, defeated without any suspense.
No, Wuming hadn't even made a move. Otherwise, Wuming could probably have killed him instantly with one strike.
So, how many stars of a master was Wuming?
Raksha pondered this question seriously. In his opinion, even a three-star master wasn't enough, Wuming might be a four-star master, or even a five-star master!
"Five stars!"
Yes, Wuming was terrifying, but Raksha believed that even with all his terror, Wuming couldn't exceed five stars!
Wuming shook his head and said, "Short-sighted."
"You..." Raksha's teeth itched with hatred. Wuming had negated his answer. Could it be that Wuming ranked above five stars?
Impossible!
Because Wuming was not humble at all, the less humble he was, the more he was boasting!
"You should know Luo Liu and Luo Xing, right?" Wuming asked.
"I know them!"
