Chapter 2535 - disciple of battle-king

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 2535 disciple of battle-king

“If you were not the Battle King’s disciples, I would have killed all of you with a single slap. What qualifications do you have to say such words in front of me?” Fang Chen said coldly.

“Just these three people can be your protectors?”

“That’s right. No matter what you say, we are also from the same sect, so all six of us Seniors will help you.”

Fang Chen and Xing Yue looked at each other and sat on the stone bench. Their faces were full of happiness.

Xing Yue looked anxious, “But!”

“What do you know?”

The barbarian said from the side.

“The Battle King is a dragon amongst men. He has never looked at his strength when he chose his disciple. What he values the most is his potential.” The Barbarian retorted, “Don’t underestimate these seven disciples because their cultivation is currently weak. In fact, this is the usual practice of the Battle King’s line of disciples.”

The Battle King’s bloodline taught its disciples and paid attention to their foundation. Therefore, every time they increased their cultivation level, they would be constantly consolidated.

Only when he completely comprehended this realm would he be able to advance to the next realm.

Moreover, in the Blackstone Prison, there were simply too few top cultivation resources.

As the disciples of the Battle-King, their standards were very high. Normal cultivation resources were not even worth looking at.

However, this didn’t mean anything.

In the eyes of the Battle-King, their greatest strength lay in their potential.

If your potential is weak, the limit might be Mysterious Light Realm, and if my potential is strong, the limit might be Mysterious Truth Realm, Mysterious God Realm, or even the Ancient God.

This was a fundamental difference.

The more powerful a clan was, the more they valued potential.

Even if the seven of them, in terms of Chaos Void, were considered monsters with unparalleled potential.

Only those who had interacted with him would know just how terrifying he was.

“Brother Fang indeed has great potential, and is also able to fight at a higher level.” The barbarian muttered, “I seem to have seen the rise of a young ancient god.”

“That’s my brother.”

There would be a day when he would stand at the peak of the martial dao with his brother, looking down upon all the small mountains.

At that time, he would still proudly tell others that he is my, Qing Hou’s, brother.