"Ling Feng?"
Zhou Changqing's face turned sour. Ling Feng was actually sitting by the river fishing. From his relaxed demeanor, it seemed like after achieving first place, he didn't regard any competitor seriously.
"Changqing, tell him loudly, you rank number..."
Old man Zhou was full of pride, but before finishing his sentence, he caught a glimpse of the Dharma Martial Artist Badge freshly pinned to Ling Feng's chest.
He was once a Dharma Martial Artist too, but later his abilities declined, coupled with an injury, his Combat Power no longer reached the Dharma Level, but his Dharma Aspect remained. Ordinary Catfish Demons couldn't hurt him even if they bit him.
"Grandpa, he's this year's top-ranking martial arts student."
Zhou Changqing said blushing.
His own strength was insignificant before Ling Feng.
And he understood why his grandpa often liked to brag about his achievements; now he'd hit a wall.
