“Are you the so-called Vientiane World’s Fortune Gate number one genius, Huang Xiaolong?” Jiang Feng looked loftily, and a cold sneer rose at the corner of his mouth as he went on, “I have also heard that you have never been defeated. Even an early Tenth Order Ancient God Realm master is not your opponent, is that correct?” 

As Jiang Feng went on, his voice became elongated, “But, honestly, I have reservations, and wonder if your True Dragon Physique is really that strong?!”

His words were naked satire.

Reservations? That’s equivalent to saying that Huang Xiaolong’s reputation precedes him.

Moreover, Jiang Feng had deliberately named Huang Xiaolong as the Vientiane World’s number one genius, this had inevitably roused other Vientiane World’s geniuses’ dissatisfaction towards Huang Xiaolong.

The Vientiane World had both the human race forces as well as the sea tribe.

As expected, even before...