Zhang Rongfang felt a slight stir in his heart upon hearing this.
"Having held the title of the world's strongest for so long, no one has ever touched your level. This time, I want to try."
"I am not like them." Long shook his head slightly. "Different from everyone else, whether it's the Three Kings or La."
"How are you different?" Zhang Rongfang retorted.
The sunlight relentlessly scorched the two of them, forming a faint membrane on their skin.
Long gently removed his coat, revealing a close-fitting black and gold-spotted outfit underneath.
"Since you know about the Spirit Eye Race, you should also understand that their ultimate development path was a fusion of technology and Martial Arts."
"That's indeed the case, but the upper limit of Martial Arts is too low and cannot truly compete with many other systems." Although Zhang Rongfang originated from Martial Arts, he was clear about the limits of this system.
