Under pressure from the Qi Court, Fang You had no choice but to intensify the war.
But with so many prodigies arriving at Star Moon Plain this time, he had allotted only ten battalion positions, then left the meeting and washed his hands of the matter, leaving only the hands-off Lady Xidu in charge. Perhaps he had also hoped to set two peach trees before three warriors and watch them fight over the prize.
Of course, such suspicions could only remain suspicions; they could never be confirmed.
On the surface, there was not the slightest fault to find with Fang You.
But few of those worthy of being called prodigies were truly fools.
Even knowing how important this battle was, they had all acted with remarkable restraint in competing for the ten battalion positions.
From beginning to end, Gao Zhe was probably the only one who got carried away. Perhaps he was desperate for attention, desperate to prove himself.
So Chongxuan Sheng had doused him with several buckets of cold water—and it had worked beautifully.
The world was peaceful again.
The fight last night for the final commanding-general position...
Best not to mention it.
Lei Zhangan had been brimming with arrogance, insisting on taking on three opponents at once.
Tian Chang, Wen Lianmu, and Gao Zhe had not gone easy on him. All three had charged in together.
But there was no coordination between them at all. Gao Zhe, in particular, had seemed to be sleepwalking on the battlefield, utterly without method. The longer the fight went on, the more chaotic it became.
In the end, Lei Zhangan had defeated them decisively.
Tian Chang, whose Tide Message Blade could not be shown in public, had not been able to fight at full strength. Still, the outcome was nothing he could