"Feng, what about you? How many points do you think you can get?" Wang Wei and Du Yuan looked at Feng and asked.
Feng said indifferently, "I'm not too sure, but getting seventy points shouldn't be a problem."
"What!" Wang Wei and Du Yuan were both stunned upon hearing Feng's words, their faces a picture of utter confusion.
"Hmph! Quite the big talker, who do you think you are? Seventy points, it's simply laughable!" Just then, Young Master Zhou approached with two young men by his side.
These two followed Young Master Zhou with great respect, clearly the essential lackeys beside a wealthy brat.
However, Feng paid no attention to Young Master Zhou and remained seated, waiting for the scores to come out.
Young Master Zhou said, "At the Daoist Skills Conference, the historical highest score is only eighty-five. You think you can get seventy points, who do you think you are? This is utterly ridiculous!"
