The three armies were silent!
Heaven and earth were still.
It seemed as if the voices of the two young men were the only sounds reverberating... echoing.
Zhongxuan Zun said, "If not me, who else?"
Jiang Wang said, "Perhaps it could be me!"
Zhongxuan Zun and Jiang Wang did not look at each other under the pointing generals' stage.
But the boundless ocean of armies surged up and down. Consciously or unconsciously, everyone was vying to look.
Who truly was the number one unparalleled genius of Qi Country's younger generation?
There was always debate about Jiang Wang and Zhongxuan Zun.
After the Yellow River Gathering, of course, Jiang Wang should be first.
But after the journey to the Lost World, Zhongxuan Zun seemed more invincible.
Both continued their own stories, both were constantly creating legends.
And today!
Perhaps it would be settled.
"My Great Qi's most excellent heavenly prodigy, the bravest who fear not death."
