C5143 Divine Weapon

"So confident?"

Zhan Tiandi looked at Qin Shaofeng's face and was stunned.

What kind of joke was this?

He was just a small saint Martial Cultivator, how could he make such a request?

This...

That's impossible, right?

"Little White, stop sleeping. Someone wants to test our strength."

Qin Shaofeng did not make Zhan Tiandi suspect for too long