"Wen Zilong, judging from the speed of your River Sword just now, you should have surpassed me. How many levels has your River Sword reached now?"

Wen Zilong replied casually:

"Nine floors."

"What?!"

"Nine floors!"

"Oh my goodness!"

After hearing this, the island owners exclaimed in surprise.

Their Great River Sword has only reached the fourth floor, while the lower one is only the second and third floors.

Even if the general island advocates sunflowers, it is only six floors.

You know, they have been practicing for thousands of years.

Wen Zilong had a full plan and had only been practicing for a year and actually reached the ninth level!

This talent is really scary.

Zhang Kuihua thought for a while and said:

"However, even if you reach the ninth level, you shouldn't be so sharp. The reason why you can kill the seventh-level strongman in seconds is that you are very strong. What level are you now?"

Wen Zilong smiled and said, "Eighth level."

"puff--"

"puff--"
Chapter completed!