Xuan Lan's voice echoed through the air, and Frostleaf Island fell into deathly silence.
It was not only Lin Li and Yun Tianyi—even the descendants of the other families present could not think of anyone to send against Xuan Lan. Although Xuan Lan's battle qi and magic levels ranked beyond the top hundred on this island, if he had been an ordinary human, countless people could have killed him with ease.
The problem was that he was a frost giant, a frost giant famed for boundless divine strength and terrifying magic. All the young members of the various families present were proud geniuses, but they had to admit that compared with certain freakish races, humanity truly lagged by an enormous margin. On all of Frostleaf Island, there was likely not a single person capable of facing Xuan Lan alone!
But if they wanted to gang up on him, Lin Qi's hundred giant warships were anchored just offshore. Figures moved across their decks—were these people blind? Could they not see the tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry and tens of thousands of dwarven warriors standing ready for battle?
Lin Li and Yun Tianyi's expressions turned incomparably ugly. Lin Qi had rammed apart their ships, already making them lose all face. Then Lin Qi had unhesitatingly exposed how they had plotted against him, causing Yun Tianyi to clash with her own clansmen. And now, Lin Qi had sent out a monster like Xuan Lan to kill Lion, frightening them into being unable to send out anyone suitable for the duel. This made Lin Li and Yun Tianyi lose even more face.
They had started this affair, yet after stirring things up, they lacked the strength to settle it. If word of this got out, how would they ever face anyone again?