Dragon City might be a candidate for leader, and the Heavenly King might be one as well—perhaps there were others. In any case, there would be a process of competition, much like the competition between Meng Zhao and that genius Imperial Court general, a competition that Zhu Xie Chiri had never even had the chance to begin before it ended.
In Meng Zhao's view, the most competitive candidate was undoubtedly Dragon City. He was renowned throughout the land, one of Divine Land's foremost prodigies of the current generation, second only to Meng Zhao and Shen Tianci. Born from the common folk, he possessed tremendous influence in the Jianghu Martial Arts World.
That sort of celebrity effect was far beyond anything Su Tianwang, whose reputation extended only within a small area of Yongzhou Commandery, could compare with.
What they intended to do was rebel, not eat, drink, and make merry. They had to take every aspect into consideration.
If they truly raised the banner in rebellion in the future, Dragon City's immense appeal might draw many men of insight to join him, winning support from all quarters in a short time.
His talent was boundless and his prospects immeasurable. Since he dared undertake such a head-losing enterprise, he certainly possessed the confidence and strength to back it up. No one would look down on him. Moreover, as one of the era's supreme prodigies, he could easily be fashioned into a figure from the myths and legends of ancient times, making him highly alluring.
Su Tianwang, on the other hand, did not possess such appeal. In many people's eyes, he was instead a clown blinded by profit, with neither prospects nor a future.
But that was only under the premise that their hard power was not too far apart. Dragon City could