"What? The Young Master of the South Mountain Tribe, [Ice], is challenging the Chosen One of the North Snow Tribe, [Hill]!"
"How is that a fair comparison? The South Mountain Tribe's Young Master is already seventeen. I hear he's a Hunting Team Warrior in his tribe, and his personal strength has solidly entered the Copper Skin Realm. But the North Snow Tribe's Chosen One, [Hill], probably hasn't even reached the Copper Skin Realm yet, right?"
"You can't say that. You can't judge a Chosen One's Talent by normal standards. Who knows? Maybe [Hill] has already entered the Copper Skin Realm."
When the Elder Witch Priest announced that the South Mountain Tribe's Young Master, [Ice], was challenging Jiang Qiu, the envoys from the various tribes grew animated, chattering amongst themselves.
