If their brightest future hope can't even beat the weakest talent of an enemy force, who also is merely barely more talented than the average, then just what will happen when this talent and greater talent grow in the future?
This was what geniuses also represent. A future hope to carve out a path for everyone else.
If there's no powerful leader of the generation...
Many in the God Galaxy shudder at what can happen to them in the future.
In this suffocating silence, Grandmaster Bao had already recalled his powers. His complexion was completely fine. As if he barely used any essence energy throughout the entire fight.
He looked around the entire martial arena with a proud smile. "Now, have you all come to truly realize your pitiful weakness? If this is your standard of young king sovereigns, then none of you are even worthy of fighting senior brother Tai or even the stronger talents at my level. Much less our own King Sovereigns."