Chapter 1733
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"Weak?"
Long Bufan smiled noncommittally. He spread his hands and said, "Zhang Tian's cultivation is at the half-step Earthly Venerable Realm, and I'm only at the late stage of the Heavenly Body Tier. I don't think I'm weak to be able to withstand his attacks until now."
Long Bufan had always been an arrogant person. Regarding the word 'weak', in his opinion, only those who felt inferior or surrendered could be considered as weak and timid.
And he, whether it was in his previous life or now, had never been afraid of power. He had never bowed his head in the face of an expert who was far stronger than him.
Therefore, the word 'weak' did not exist in his dictionary at all.
Hall master Xing's eyes were indifferent. He did not refute Long Bufan's words. After musing for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Half a year later, all of you will head to the Lost Plane. There are also powerful clans from other high grade planes there. Every one of them is comparable to Zhang Tian or even stronger."
"You said that you don't think you're weak. Then, with your current ability, what are the chances of you surviving when you go there and face those powerful beings from other races?"
Hearing this, Long Bufan frowned. If what Hall Master Xing said was true, then the races from other planes who went to the Lost Plane to search for treasures, human beings could be said to be one of the weaker races.
Because the space in the Lost Plane was on the verge of collapse, martial cultivators with too much energy would most likely cause the space to become unstable. Therefore, generally speaking, it was safer for martial cultivators below the Earthly Venerable Realm to enter the Lost Plane.
Among the disciples of the Five Pavilions in the Shrine Pavilion, there were only a few who could reach the half-step Earthly Venerable Realm. Therefore, for so many years, the Shrine Pavilion had sent about three hundred disciples to the Lost Plane to train and search for treasures. They used numbers to make up for the gap between them and other powerful beings from other races.
However, the survival rate of the core members who could return each time was less than one-tenth. But this group of people had experienced the cruel competition in the Lost Dimension. Whether it was their temperament or strength, they were far better than before. In the future, they would all become the elites of the Shrine Pavilion.
"Hu."
Long Bufan slowly exhaled. He was wise enough to understand the meaning behind the words of the Hall Master. The Hall Master wasn't belittling his cultivation. Instead, the Hall Master was using today's battle with Zhang Tian as an opportunity to encourage him to practice more diligently. He wanted to increase the gap in strength before entering the Lost Plane as much as possible.
Long Bufan nodded heavily. His eyes were filled with determination as he said, "Hall Master Xing, I understand. Thank you for your warning."
When he saw that Long Bufan had listened to his words, a trace of gratification inadvertently flashed across hall master Xing's eyes. However, it was quickly covered by an icy chill.
"Hall Master Xing, apart from the Yimo, are there any other powerful races among the alien races that have entered the Lost Plane?" Long Bufan blinked his eyes and asked curiously.
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