Hearing the discussions of the students, Ling Feng couldn't help but touch his nose bridge and raised his eyes to glance at the indifferent Lee Bufan standing to the side.
"So, that guy also harvested seventy-two Fourth-rank Demon Cores?"
Indeed impressive!
Unfortunately, I still have the seventy-third Demon Core, and it's even a Fifth-rank Demon Core!
Lee Bufan seemed to have sensed Ling Feng's gaze, and a hint of battle intent flashed in his eyes, clearly dissatisfied with the draw.
In fact, Lee Bufan, just like Ling Feng at the beginning, had set his sights on the Fifth-rank Demon Beast, and then he almost died on the spot. If he had not used the "Divine Escape Talisman" in time to flee, by now he would probably have turned into a pile of demon beast dung.
Unable to win in terms of rank, Lee Bufan slaughtered Fourth-rank demons day and night, frantically. Most of his seventy-two Fourth-rank Demon Cores were from high-level Fourth-rank demons!
