Ethan Smith rolled his eyes and said, "That's a bit too exaggerated. Fighting against a mighty realm cultivator? With my abilities?"
A mighty realm cultivator was an unattainable level, a being with the strength to touch the heavens.
The man with the mustache muttered, "It's hard to say for sure, but that day, I saw that your divine sense is much stronger than others of the same level."
"Plus, with your special physique, stepping into the realm of Martial Saint and fighting against mighty realm cultivators in the future is not impossible."
Even Iron Egg in Ethan's mind responded, "Hmm, he has a point."
Upon hearing the words of the two, Ethan couldn't help but anticipate even more.
He looked forward to the day he would step into the realm of Martial Saint.
At that moment.
Ethan suddenly felt a strong murderous spirit around him.
"Hmm?" Ethan frowned immediately.
This aura... it was extremely similar to Dudley Lynch!
"Definitely Dudley Lynch," Ethan said coldly.
