1151 Might of King tier

Wu Zhe shot out a palm strike, and it was as if the sky had collapsed, and like a star had fallen.

Peng!

Su Jing was instantly sent flying. Although he had once been praised as a king tier in the young generation, showed disdain for his peers, and had even managed to trample all over the elites of the Mountain River Tier from the previous generation, against a true king tier, he could only accept his defeat.

After all, Wu Zhe had formed his fifth Mountain River, and this was a qualitative domination. He was really too strong.

However, it was not that Su Jing did not have a chance to catch up, or even surpass his opponent. As long as he, too, could form his fifth Mountain River, anything was possible. But before that, he could only admit his defeat.

"Senior Brother Disciple Wu, I, too, would like to ask for your guidance." Shao Sisi nimbly walked down into the arena.