บท 685: Doomsday

'Bear with it a little more.' Long Tiandi clenched his fists as he sensed the majestic power in his body, and his mind calmed down gradually. 'Fang Xingjian's battle prowess is equivalent to about 30 to 50 aircraft carrier formations. He can fly at over 100 times the speed of sound and can lift physical objects that weigh over ten million tons.

'And it won't be long before I attain this level of power, or even surpass it.'

Thinking of this, a hint of confidence flashed in Long Tiandi's eyes.

During the period when Fang Xingjian was training him, Long Tiandi gained a rough estimation of Fang Xingjian's abilities. Long Tiandi himself had also benefited a lot during this period of training.

Moreover, Long Tiandi felt that what Fang Xingjian was doing right now was extremely foolish.