"It's about to begin."
Having returned to the secluded recuperation site, Shen Haoran learned the news and rose to his feet. His gaze seemed to pass through layer upon layer of mountains and rivers, seeing that young man standing alone in the small city.
"Alliance Leader Shen, what do you think he's trying to achieve?"
Beside him, Xiang Yu, who had originally followed Xiang Zhenbang, was somewhat puzzled. He could not understand what Huo Yuanhong wanted to do.
Hadn't they already won? What was there left to fight over?
"The hardest thing for a person is not going from having nothing to achieving success and fame. It is, after attaining success and fame and settling into comfort, still being able to remember one's original heart. I can barely remember mine now. Old Xu may not remember his either. But fortunately, someone still does..."
Shen Haoran said.
He had once hoped to break the curse that had stretched across three hundred years in his generation, to let everyone under heaven become like dragons. Sadly, he had ultimately failed, and still bowed his head before reality.
"It's just... isn't his way of competing far too outrageous? One man challenging the entire martial world, and against commoners of the same realm at that. I thought he was just talking big—I never expected him to mean it!"
Xiang Yu could not help saying.
If Huo Yuanhong truly won, it would mean he was genuinely invincible, that no method in the world could do anything to him.
The entire martial world would be turned upside down. It truly would become Master Huo's era.
But if he lost, it would inevitably damage the powerful image he held in everyone's hearts. A Grandmaster—once defeated, defeated for life. No matter how strong he became afterward, there would always