“Is that Changyang Xiang Tian really at the 8th layer? Even a person at the peak of the 10th layer wouldn’t necessarily be able to beat a Saint who wasn’t using his Saint Weapon…”
“Changyang Xiang Tian’s strength can’t possibly be only at the 8th Saint Force layer. Who knows, he might have already condensed a Saint Weapon. Otherwise, how else would he be able to beat a student like Senior Ka Di Yun, a Saint…”
“Perhaps Changyang Xiang Tian used some sort of despicable method to win…”
Jian Chen didn’t bother to answer any of the comments and jumped down to where his older brother Changyang Hu was. Looking at his brother’s expression of extreme shock, Jian Chen laughed, “Big brother, I didn’t dissapoint you. I’ve won.”
Changyang Hu became emotional after hearing that, and hugged Jian Chen with both arms. “Fourth brother, you’re seriously amazing! You managed to beat Ka Di Yun, a Saint. Your big brother truly admires you!” He said as he wrapped Jian Chen in a huge bear hug.
Jian Chen let loose a happy smile from the affection, before he gradually disentangled himself from his brother’s arms, “Big brother, there’s too many people here to talk. Let’s leave this place first.”