Ma Yuansheng glanced at the two of them suddenly, a look of sadness flashed in his eyes, he adjusted his mood, looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "It's not that I don't want to make a move, but that the opponent is too powerful. Afraid that you, me, and everyone else will be doomed!"

too strong?

A holy king couldn't help but said: "Although the opponent has a body of thousands of feet, his combat power is at most similar to that of a one-star Doudi. Even I can easily suppress it. How can it be too strong?"