"Hahahaha!"
Martial Saint Guan Tianyu laughed angrily, "If I used my full strength, you wouldn't even withstand a single move, wouldn't that be boring!
At thirty, I defeated the Black Cat Priest from Beihai Country with half my strength, and defeated the Godfather with just twenty percent.
Now, dealing with them requires less than ten percent of my strength; you're already quite formidable.
If you make me use twenty percent of my strength, even in defeat, it's something to be proud of.
Boom!
At this moment, a violent aura surged wildly, akin to a seismic upheaval.
A Martial Saint with twenty percent strength is vastly different from one with ten percent.
The pressure was so immense that the Black Cat Priest felt a lethal threat.
However, he was not on the battlefield, yet he was still absolutely terrified.
He would never want to oppose such a monster, even to the death.
Too terrifying.
Xiao Chen shook his head, "Meaningless."
He admitted the Martial Saint was strong.
