632: C632 Can He Still Create Miracles

C632 Can He Still Create Miracles

chapter 632. Can he still create miracles?

The Wan Wu City was covered in dark clouds for several days in a row, as if it was foreshadowing a huge storm.

Imperial Emperor secretly met Zhang Xing. After a long conversation, Zhang Xing rejected the gift from Kaiser. In the end, Kaiser had no choice but to respect Zhang Xing's decision.

Next were the Formation Masters Guild, Pharmacist Association, beast Hall, Blacksmith's Association and Magician Guild. The second super Family, the dozen or so first-class family. All of the second-class empire royal family had sent people to deliver the things that they thought could help Zhang Xing.

For example, Sixth Rank Terrahynchus, array disk, imperial weapon and medicinal material.

Zhang Xing was also deeply touched by this and expressed his gratitude.

Of course, he could tell how many people were sincere and how many were forced.

However, Zhang Xing did not accept their gift. It did not mean that Zhang Xing was arrogant and thought that he could win with his current strength.

Instead, these gifts were not practical.

One morning, Master Pratt walked into the secret room with a worried face.

Not long after, Zhang Xing opened the formation and invited Pilate in.

"Zhang Xing, according to the news, Prince Joun has already led a large group of men and horses to attack my Wan Wu City."

Last night, pulat wanted to inform Zhang Xing of this news, but it was already the latter half of the night, so he did not disturb him. Besides, it was already this time. It wouldn't be too late for a few hours.

"Oh, you came pretty quickly."

Zhang Xing smiled faintly and didn't show any signs of panic.

"Gramps, how much combat strength do they have?"

Zhang Xing continued.

"Thirty Rank Seven Flying Combat Dragons, about two hundred Sixth Rank Flying Combat Dragons, and at least six Venerables."

"Sigh! Looks like Prince Joun is determined to get it!"

Pulat furrowed his brows and sighed.

"More than 30 Tier 7?"

Zhang Xing chuckled. "They really think highly of me. This force should be enough to sweep away the entire Martialism."

"However, I can't be afraid. Since they dare to come, there's no need to go back."

Hearing Zhang Xing's confident tone, proult's heart moved for no reason. A strange feeling suddenly appeared. He could not tell what this feeling was.

It was as if he had seen Zhang Xing's emotions. He had no doubt that if Zhang Xing was depressed, frustrated, and scared, he would also feel the same way.

This shouldn't have happened! He was a Half-step Venerable One cultivation level. Even if a true supreme expert was here, it wouldn't affect his emotions.

Furthermore, Zhang Xing was only a primary Sovereign.

This was somewhat inconceivable. A thought flashed across his mind, but it was quickly swept away by him. With a great enemy in front of him, it was not the time to consider these things.

Even his granddaughter, Nuo Bao, had miraculously broken through to the Third Level. Such a shocking matter had been washed away by the haze in front of him.

He knew that Zhang Xing was a mysterious young man, a person who always created miracles. Usually, when other people didn't think highly of him, he would easily cause their eyes to fall out of their sockets.

The crisis this time was also looked down upon by other people. Rumors had already spread all over the place, and there were all kinds of rumors about him.1

Most of the rumors were saying that Zhang Xing was done for and that he was dead for sure.

Especially those people who hated Zhang Xing to the core. They were more excited than anyone else. They wished that Zhang Xing would be killed by Prince Joun.

They wished they could set off firecrackers right now, and celebrate the collapse of the mountain that was pressing down on them in advance. From now on, they wouldn't be oppressed anymore!

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