"Zheng, you are not my opponent."
Qin Shi shook his head, seemingly disinterested.
As his mental state entered meditation, his spiritual power gradually condensed, and his gaze became increasingly sharp.
Zheng Yun's aura was more powerful compared to other top students in the Elite Class, like a mighty river surging and tumbling.
Just standing there, he exuded an overwhelming momentum akin to surging waves crashing against the shore, quite extraordinary.
Without a doubt, he was a leading genius of New No. 1 High School and even the Tai'an Metropolitan Area.
But against me, it would probably be settled with one punch.
Breaking through the Third Limit in physical condition, coupled with the South Chamber Daoist School's cultivation furnace force manipulation and the accumulation of various achievements and traits.
Unless someone had a life force exceeding ninety points and a particularly solid foundation, it would be difficult to be a formidable opponent.
