"You're stuck at the second class?" Fang Qiu gazed at He Gaoming. Judging from his aura, Fang Qiu knew that He Gaoming was indeed a second-class Martial Superior, but Fang Qiu could not tell what his actual level was.
Fang Qiu said, "Strike a blow. Let me see."
"Okay." He Gaoming's eyes lit up.
For him, this was equivalent to Fang Qiu's concession. If he wanted him to make a move, he must want to instruct him.
With great expectation, He Gaoming took two steps back and then used all his strength to throw a fierce punch at Fang Qiu's face.
"Bang!" Fang Qiu reached out his right hand and caught hold of He Gaoming's fist.
Fang Qiu sensed the power erupting from He Gaoming's fist.
It was at the peak of the second-class Martial Superior!
"Master, what do you think?" He Gaoming withdrew h
