The "Little Green Sheep," whom people had imagined to be peerlessly graceful, walked onto the River Viewing Terrace. In their eyes, he was merely a young man with a sallow face, ordinary features, and nothing particularly outstanding about him.
Only that line he spoke upon taking the stage revealed the breadth of his heart.
But standing before him was Chen Yanxun, who had risen to fame in a single battle and become a leading favorite for the championship through one crushing victory after another. Thus far, not a single opponent had seen even a sliver of opportunity in his rounds!
"Every disciple of the God of War is a dragon or phoenix. Wang Yiwu is valiant, resolute, and swift; Ji Zhaonan bears peerless elegance; Chen Zeqing's military strategy is unmatched..."
Chen Yanxun was not particularly flamboyant by nature. Compared with Bao Xuanjing, who loved showing his face everywhere and making his presence felt at every turn, he understood well how a gentleman concealed his brilliance.
When it was his turn to compete, he went onstage and fought properly. When it was not, he sat below with his eyes closed, conserving his energy.
Only now, as he opened his eyes and fixed his gaze, did his edge abruptly emerge.
"But presumably, they would not now take the River-Subduing True Lord as their opponent."
"The nemesis of the God of War's disciples?"
"The River-Subduing True Lord's opponent now... should be the Great Qi God of War."
His eyes rested on Chu Yao, carrying a trace of deeper meaning. "Perhaps my opponent is not you, either."
Song Kingdom's team leader was Shen Xiyuan, headmaster of the Academy of Enlightened Ethics—the Academy of Enlightened Ethics was Song Kingdom's national academy. It had once kept pace with Great Righteous Academy, both claiming to be "the