“Once Divine Phoenix Lance is out of the bag… Guess, how many moves does His Highness need to defeat him?” A Divine Phoenix disciple said leisurely.
“Seven moves.” Another Phoenix disciple casually answered.
“Seven moves? You really are thinking too highly of that Blue Wind brat.” The Phoenix disciple in front of him curled his lips to a great extent, then sneered: “At most five moves, that brat would be burnt to the point that his biological father wouldn’t recognize him!”