The figure's gaze was sharp as lightning, a faint sense of oppressiveness surrounded his body, and within him, over a hundred and forty glowing acupoints could be vaguely seen, flickering slightly.
"Thirty acupoints cutting a hundred?"
The figure murmured to himself: "Interesting, finally someone from the True Martial Department has caught my interest, but, unfortunately, it's only thirty acupoints."
"When he reaches the peak of the First Grade, I will fight him."
Ding!
Suddenly, the figure's expression shifted slightly, and he picked up his phone to check it.
"Liu Tianmu?" He frowned slightly: "You want me to issue a challenge now?"
"Even if that person has the strength to cut a hundred acupoints, he's still no match for me within a single round. What is Liu Tianmu thinking?"
...
In the woodland at the back mountain of the Divine Martial Department.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
