"I admit, I underestimate you." Temporary General Rong looked at Long Xu with solemn gaze. "But if you think that you can defeat me so easily with just this… then you're completely wrong!"
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The battle became fiercer as both sides continued to exchange their moves. However, the delicate balance was still not broken until the very end.
…
The battles continued.
Song Yun Xiang watched the battle in front of him and closed his eyes. Internally, he was greeting Long Qian Xing's eighteen generation one by one to curse them, feeling really apprehensive.
He should have known that the moment he broke the rules, Long Qian Xing would be happy to oblige and played even harder.
It was truly annoying.
"Strategist Song…"
