While the members of the noble families were feeling sad for Cao Hongtu, the head's voice interrupted their thoughts.
"Wang Teng, it's your turn."
Everyone's attention was shifted to Wang Teng. Cao Hongtu's talent was at the top-tier emperor level. What about Wang Teng?
It was normal for a martial warrior from an underdeveloped planet to have a low talent. It was already a miracle for a planetary-stage martial warrior to be born there. Their talent limited their progress.
The talents of the living creatures born on the same planet were almost the same. It was hard to groom a real genius if one's talent was too low.
Race and bloodline were predestined. It sounded helpless, but it was the truth.
Emperor-Level Earth Talent*250
Emperor-Level Earth Talent*300
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Wang Teng walked over after collecting the attribute bubbles Cao Hongtu had dropped. He stepped into the enclosed space.