C943 The Cruel Competition

"Young Master Wu, with your peerless cultivation and exceptional gifts, how could any of us hope to contend with you? Even united, we are no match for a single move from you!"

A genius from the Silver Clan gazed at Wu Loong, his face adorned with an obsequious grin.

Boom—

A thunderous blast echoed as Wu Loong unleashed a punch, fracturing the very fabric of space