"Weak?"


    Long Bufan smiled noncommittally and said, "Zhang Tian''s cultivation is to respect the realm half a step, but I only have the late stage of the star realm. I don''t think I''m weak."


    Long Bufan has always been a person with pride in his bones. For the word "weak", in his opinion, only those who feel inferior or surrender and admit defeat can be regarded as vulnerable and timid.


    And he, no matter in previous life or in this life, has never been afraid of power. In the face of experts whose strength is far higher than his own, he has never been so timid as to bow his head and submit to inferiority.


    So the word "weak" doesn''t exist in his life dictionary.


    The Lord of the punishment hall looked indifferent and did not refute long Bufan''s words. He pondered a little and said in a deep voice: "in half a year, you will go to the left side. There are also powerful races from other foreign high-level sides. The strength of each is comparable to Zhang Tian, or even stronger."


    "You say you don''t feel weak. Then, with your current ability, what are the chances of surviving in the face of such a strong alien?"


    Hearing the speech, there was a dignified expression between the long Bufan''s eyebrows. If it was really according to the words of the Lord of the punishment hall, these plane races who went to the lost plane for treasure hunting could be said to be at a lower level.


    Because the world space is on the verge of collapse, the martial arts practitioners with too strong energy are very likely to cause space turbulence and instability when they arrive there. Therefore, generally speaking, it is safer only when the martial arts practitioners below the ground respect territory enter it.


    However, there are only a few disciples of the five pavilions in the temple Pavilion who can achieve half-step respect for the environment. Therefore, over the years, the temple pavilion has sent up to 300 disciples to experience and find treasure, which can make up for the gap with other foreign giants.


    However, the survival rate of the core who can come back each time is less than one tenth of the number. However, due to the cruel competition among the left behind, this group of people, both in mind and strength, are far more than ever before, and will become the elite of the temple in the future.


    "Hoo."


    Long Bufan breathed out slowly. With his mind, he naturally understood the meaning of the words of the Lord of the punishment hall. It was not to belittle his cultivation as weak, but to encourage himself to practice more diligently with the help of today''s battle with Zhang Tian, and try to improve the gap of strength before entering the left position.


    At that moment, long Bufan nodded heavily, with a touch of perseverance in his eyes, and said, "Lord Xing, I know. Thank you for your warning."


    Seeing that long Bufan listened to his words, the main eye of the punishment hall seemed to have a comforting color, which inadvertently passed by, but soon, it was completely covered up by the cold cold.


    "Lord Xing, what other powerful ethnic groups are there besides the demons among the foreign races who have entered the site?" long Bufan blinked and asked curiously.


    While talking, long Bufan walked to Zhang Tian''s pile of relics and took out his storage bag. He just wanted to get back his Deacon''s gold medal, but suddenly "accidentally" collected all the materials into his storage bag, and then turned to the Lord of the punishment hall and grinned. His face was filled with a smile of greed for money.