Wang Zhan was renowned and powerful.
He had not only slain thirteen Martial Generals on the Oceania Battlefield but had also subsequently beheaded three Grandmasters on the Jing State Battlefield.
Such an illustrious reputation, even if not widely publicized, was common knowledge among the upper echelons of the Federation.
Therefore, upon seeing Wang Zhan's Liyun Blade unsheathed, Tang Mingzhong immediately took a deep breath.
A multitude of blue radiances, indicative of mental energy, erupted from his body. A robust outpouring of Essence Energy also gushed forth, the two merging to form an armor of blue light before him.
"Hmph! Come!"
The enemy before him was formidable; a person's reputation, like a tree's shadow, naturally exerted pressure. How could Tang Mingzhong not feel it?
