Too scary, a thirteen year old boy already looked like a matured man. He simply looked way too old!

Wang Meng cheerfully laughed at Feng Feiyun, then he rushed towards the Martial Tower’s monument and screamed while running: “I also want to sign up, I also want to sign up. I am only thirteen years old, I’m a heaven-defying genius…!”

Ji Xiaonu’s cute little face had yet to return to normal. After a while, she swallowed and finally asked: “Is he really only thirteen years old?”

Feng Feiyun used the Heavenly Phoenix Gaze to analyze him. In the end, he couldn’t continue to reject this reality, so he nodded his head: “No wonder why he doesn’t cultivate any techniques and only needed his powerful body to defeat peak God Base cultivators. So he belongs to the Ancient Jiang tribe! But it seems that there is another strange force flowing inside his blood, this force…”

The age of trees could be projected based on their tree-rings, and the age of men and strange...