By this point in the ranking tournament for the younger generation of the Four Races, only two questions remained. First, between Zhaang Ye and Luo Yongsheng, who was stronger? Second, could Zhaang Ye's strength truly be mentioned in the same breath as Zhaang Yijian's?
The time to reveal the answers was fast approaching.
In the seventh match of the competition, Zhaang Ye and Luo Yongsheng stepped onto the Martial Arts Arena together.
Their eyes met. In Luo Yongsheng's gaze, Zhaang Ye saw an intense will to fight, along with a hint of unwillingness to accept defeat and a touch of madness.
Zhaang Ye's brow furrowed slightly as he reached back and drew his Heavy Saber.
'Now that I'm a True Dao Disciple, Luo Yongsheng would never dare to kill me. But in a fight, anything can happen. I'd better be careful.'
