Jiang Hui's gaze inadvertently swept over the Old Turtle in front of him, and then the corner of his mouth moved almost imperceptibly, seemingly carrying a bit of speechlessness.
The strength of this Old Turtle had not shown any noticeable increase.
It had merely advanced from slaying me to Semi-step Supreme in less than a hundred thousand years, which might sound not bad, but this progress was truly nothing remarkable in the village.
Of course, it was also possible that Jiang Hui's eyes had been spoiled by the bunch of rabbit scoundrels he had at home.
But after all, the other party is a turtle...
Turtle speed... that should be acceptable...
While the Old Turtle's realm hadn't shown much progress, the flesh on its body had evidently worked hard to catch up, overtaking the previous generation as if they were dead on the beach.
