The elder brother's mood was indeed quite conflicted.
"Chu Min is up!" Qiao Lin reminded him again with a transmitted message.
This kid was truly clever and very good at understanding the 'upper' intentions. Such "talent," not even a commander, clearly showed that the Sky-covering Army was very strict, focusing only on true strength and genuine military exploits.
Jiang Wang silently shifted his gaze.
Chu Min, with his withered and sallow face, had just leapt onto the Arena.
Standing opposite him was a youngster wearing a short tunic with crossed collars, his face still showing some childishness.
"He's a genius from Rong Country. However, before attending this Yellow River Gathering, he wasn't very famous. His name is... Lin Xian."
Qiao Lin, doing his job as a commentator, said, "It seems that Chu Min's special tricks can't be forced out."
