The other nine martial artists also looked fearfully at the Gang Wind.
Because Zhou Ming had also followed.
If it weren't for the supplies appearing, Zhou Ming wouldn't have come; he needed to tally the numbers.
The middle-aged military doctor nearby was also a bit surprised, looking at the Gang Wind.
A new batch at Mao Hour on the third day?
Didn't we just harvest a batch of Second Tier supplies yesterday?
He thought this was the limit of this piece of land...
But Zhao Xing said the limit of the Earth Power is not my limit!
"You..." Liu Yongli looked at the sweeping Zhao Xing, also somewhat shocked, because he recognized what was behind Zhao Xing. "This is... Fourth-Rank supplies?!"
"Yes, indeed, it is Fourth-Rank!" Zhao Xing descended from the sky, landing in front of everyone. "The numbing fish fruit was just an appetizer for you martial artist brothers, the quick-eating training is just beginning."
Just beginning?
