By saying this, Dragon City had effectively taken a step back. It could not be called fear, but his momentum had indeed weakened considerably.
At the very least, everyone present could now see clearly that although this man possessed the potential and reputation of a top-tier prodigy, he had already fallen into a disadvantage in his clash with Meng Zhao.
Ding Yuqin's delicate, gorgeous little face had flushed bright red, her beautiful eyes flickering uncertainly. Faced with Ding Zhanyun's interested gaze, she wished there were a crack in the ground she could crawl into. It was simply too embarrassing.
Dragon City's performance made it hard for her to believe that this was the peerless hero she had once thought unmatched beneath heaven.
Meng Zhao, on the other hand, did not particularly care. His status now stood above ordinary men; he commanded a great army and turned the tides of the world. Every movement he made accorded with a vast and majestic greater momentum. No matter how strong Dragon City's martial arts were, he did not yet merit Meng Zhao's notice.
Perhaps Meng Zhao would only think more highly of him and regard him as an opponent when Dragon City led troops to attack Lingwu City.
As for Qin Siqing, though she said nothing on the surface, she was also deeply disappointed.
Originally, she had many ideas for testing the two men and selecting the most suitable candidate from among them to inherit her family's secret record. Yet now, her mind had already begun to wander.
It could be said that the test had ended before it even began. Thus, for the following half hour, she merely asked a few questions symbolically before calling it off.
After seeing Meng Zhao and Dragon City out of the room, she made the decision