Listening to everyone's discussion, the black-silver robe boss's face was so ugly.
He really couldn't understand how terrifying the strength of this guy Abel was. How could the 3 of them not be his opponents?
each of them is the strength of the late Griter, and the boss himself is the peak of the Griter.
Given time, they are all likely to break through the Great Noblian and reach the level of Martial Saint.
With such strength, even the 3 of them couldn't beat Abel.
But the strength Abel showed was only in the middle stage of the Great Noblian. How could it be possible?
At this time, Gramina's face in the stands also became extremely ugly.
Originally, he thought that he would be able to defeat Abel by practicing hard, but now seeing Abel take action, he instantly defeated the 3 black and silver robes, which had a great blow to Gramina's confidence.
"What? Got hit?"
The magician in Gramina's body spoke up.
Gramina didn't speak, just nodded. He had fought with Abel for so long, and Gramina had always considered himself to be the most talented and the smartest.
In terms of scheming, Gramina will not lose to anyone.
But every time he confronted Abel, Gramina ended in a fiasco. He didn't know why.
Now, seeing that Abel actually used his strength in the middle stage of the Great Noblian to defeat all the black and silver robes with the strength of the 3 great Noblian in the later stage, this stimulates Gramina even more deeply.
"Do you want to know why this Abel is so powerful, and he can even leapfrog battles."
The magic envoy asked.
"Yes, why? Why is Abel better than others?"
Gramina asked in confusion.
"Because of his special physique, it is necessary to know a person's physique to know how far his cultivation can reach." "This Abel's special physique is the real body of a golden Beast. How can ordinary people compare with him?"
Said lightly.
"The real golden Beast?"
Gramina muttered to himself, his face full of loneliness.
To be continued....
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