A genius stood up and spoke to Jia Rong with great seriousness.
In fact, they had all witnessed the battle just now, and while they recognized Jia Rong's strength, he was indeed talented. There might be some gap compared to his legendary father, but he was still a remarkable genius.
But that was all. Although Jia Rong constantly improved during the battle, they never believed that such small progress in battle could compare to them.
They prided themselves on being far stronger than the one who had just lost to Jia Rong.
"Heh, whether it's hopeless to fight you, you'll know once we battle."
Jia Rong responded with a hint of coldness in his expression when he said these words.
Through the battle just now, he suddenly understood how to specifically use the genes he inherited from that person.
"Battle... What I need is battle... Or did that person send me back to fight the Dignitaries for this reason?"
