If Ling Xiao heard these words, he would definitely feel aggrieved. He is already low-key enough, and his demonstrated strength is less than 10%. What else do you want from him?

Does it mean that you have to be humiliated and punished several times before you are low-key?

How ridiculous!

"What this brother said is true. I also think Meng Feifan can win. As a new talent, Ling Xiao has extraordinary talent.

But Meng Feifan is a genius of the Dream clan and possesses immortal-level skills.

Ling Xiao cannot erase this point no matter what, it is his biggest disadvantage!"

Everyone's views were basically the same. Although they didn't look down on Ling Xiao, they still felt that Meng Feifan was better.

At this time, Ling Xiao had already taken out the Saint's Pen among the God Emperor's jade.

Holding the pen of the saint in one hand and the spear in the other, he stood there with a majestic appearance.

boom!

Meng Feifan's aura had reached its peak at this time, and he didn't take any spiritual weapons.

What the Dream Clan is best at is using dreams to kill people.

"Haha, the moment you see the Dream Immortal Art, your life will come to an end!

kill!"

Meng Feifan waved his hand coldly.

The dream monster roared and rushed toward Ling Xiao.

This dream monster represents Meng’s extraordinary strength.

The stronger the dream is, the stronger it will be.

In Ling Xiao's eyes, this dream monster is like a divine beast that stepped out of a dream, capable of completely destroying the God Emperor's jade.

The feeling of oppression is really too strong.

"snort!"

Ling Xiao stabbed out with a spear.

The spear spirit bloomed, and the extremely terrifying spear power pierced out.

Boom!

Fantasy monsters and guns collide.
Chapter completed!