Chen Mo constantly comforted himself.
Attempting to numb himself with those words, to mask his clownish behavior.
The chatter around him continued relentlessly, and Liu Feng and Ning He, two supervisors from the Celestial Speed Training Camp, were watching the real-time leaderboard with great interest.
"I didn't expect Lu Sheng to perform so well with just a few combat simulations."
Ning He said with a smile.
Hearing this, Liu Feng also smiled slightly but didn't say much. He had guided Lu Sheng for several days in the Five Elements Fist, so he knew something about Lu Sheng's talent.
In Liu Feng's view, a five-match winning streak was just the beginning.
"Although Lu Sheng is just a Martial Artist, you and I know the terrifying extent of a Martial Artist who has condensed a Qi Blood Illusion. I'm afraid the first place position is already secured by Lu Sheng."
