A pair of copper hammers, weighing over ten thousand pounds.
Yet Yi Gangmu easily swung them without breaking a sweat.
A power to be reckoned with!
An extraordinary talent and innate ability!
Others might not reach such a level even after cultivating for thousands upon thousands of years.
Indeed, there is a huge difference between people.
Some are born superior.
While others are born inferior!
But.
So what?!
Who says the inferior can't become superior?!
Even if they can't.
Who says the inferior can't defeat the superior?!
Lin Fan smiled warmly, exuding an overwhelming aura.
Bang!
Sand and stones flew around, the earth swirling!
Surrounding Lin Fan's body, spinning continuously, forming a cyclone that enveloped him.
His figure vanished!
Yi Gangmu was stunned!
His steadfast belief instantly cracked.
What the hell is this kid up to?!
Mysterious and elusive, could it be that he's more than just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor?
