With a flourish of the Bold Dragon Lance, dust and smoke instantly billowed from all sides. No one knew how many strikes had been launched, but amidst the surge of Inner Strength, all thirty-six men were sent flying backward.
The Spear Sovereign stood with his spear carried on his back. He was like a War God on the battlefield, radiating a chillingly terrifying aura.
"Who… who are you?" one of the thirty-six men asked intermittently, his breath unsteady as he lay on the ground.
"One of the Seven Saints of Dragon Country," the Spear Sovereign declared. "I am ranked third."
His words sent a tremor through the men. As guards of the Xiao Family, they were certainly aware of the Seven Saints of Dragon Country.
"I can't believe it's you," one of the guards exclaimed in disbelief.
The other guards knew of the Seven Saints' formidable reputation, but they weren't as familiar with the third-ranked member.
