"Technological weapons? Are they really that exaggerated?"
Tailin curled his lip. He didn’t say anything aloud, but he was unconvinced in his heart. They, the martial artists, spent their entire lives pouring every ounce of their heart and soul into cultivation. If they were outperformed by some trivial technology, then what was the point of all their grueling work?
"Yang Fan, we have company."
Chapter 517