"You're stuck at the second class?" Fang Qiu gazed at He Gaoming. Judging from his aura, Fang Qiu knew that He Gaoming was indeed a second-class Martial Superior, but Fang Qiu could not tell what his actual level was.

Fang Qiu said, "Strike a blow. Let me see."

"Okay." He Gaoming's eyes lit up.

For him, this was equivalent to Fang Qiu's concession. If he wanted him to make a move, he must want to instruct him.

With great expectation, He ...