Na Liang, of the Royal Tent Cavalry, was a prodigy with a legendary history on the grasslands.
The Mu Emperor had once affectionately called him "Wolf Child."
On the grasslands, wolves, eagles, and horses were all considered divine.
The weight of the name Wolf Child was plain to see.
Of course, what mattered even more was the affection from the Mu Emperor that the name conveyed.
Na Liang and Chongxuan Zun of Qi had been fighting for some time.
From the way things looked, Na Liang held the upper hand firmly, practically chasing Chongxuan Zun as he fought.
But both combatants knew this was only a warm-up.
They traded attacks back and forth.
When all was said and done, they had merely...
tested each other.
As Na Liang darted and sprang at tremendous speed, he abruptly turned his head and locked eyes with Chongxuan Zun, who was using gravity and repulsion to shift positions in the blink of an eye.
His foot stamped the air, making the same dull thud as if it had struck the ground.
His body shifted with the movement, and his right hand, clad in a black iron claw, ripped down viciously.
This claw was different from before.
At that moment, one point of light after another lit up across the black iron claw, like stars shining in the night sky.
They faintly formed the shape of a wolf's head.
The four Starlight Saint Towers standing in the distant Starry Sky answered the wolf's-head pattern from afar.
Threads of Star Power coiled around the iron claw.
Then the claw abruptly accelerated.
Almost as soon as the starlight flashed and the wolf's head appeared, its tips grazed Chongxuan Zun's nose!
The claw only grazed his nose because, amid his lightning-fast shifts, Chongxuan Zun had sensed the danger