Ci Wu gently shook her head, and asked again:
"It's alright, do Tan Yue think who would win the fight over the land of residence between Fenglin Continent and the Three Continents?"
Wang Ba suddenly hesitated.
"Tan Yue, just speak what's on your mind."
Ci Wu said harmoniously.
Wang Ba took a glance at the other party, but still was not completely truthful, "Fenglin Continent is strong indeed, but I fear the power of the Three Continents can not be dealt with easily..."
"Ha-ha, Tan Yue, I fear your words may not be sincere."
Upon hearing this, Ci Wu smiled slightly, and then went on her own,
"Despite the Three Continents all rising up, they have crossed far over the sea, like a rootless tree, while Fenglin Continent is not so. The reputation of the three sects of Fenglin Continent is known throughout the Nine Continents. The Three Continents may be temporarily strong, but eventually they will turn to dust."
These words caught Wang Ba by surprise:
