Over at the Sky Cloud Martial School, Luo Xinglie opened his mouth, but he didn’t really know what to say. He turned his head to see the rest of the group, who were all having the same expression on their faces.
The headmaster had come back to reality first. He forced a smile and said, "Leader, we are indeed unable to read Ye Chen." He did not say "underestimate" because that word right now would be inaccurate. The first time might be them underestimating Ye Chen, maybe also the second and third time. But more than three times, it would no longer be underestimating.
Luo Xinglie nodded heavily, "Although I am the leader of the Sky Cloud Martial School and I had reached the peak of the Late Clasping Yuan Realm for a long time, I will still not be able to last one attack in his hands." He roughly counted. If he had joined the competitions of the Hidden Dragon Rank, he would only be slightly above average. He would still be hard to compete with great martial geniuses.