As the words of Ye Chenxiao fell, everyone's gaze instantaneously turned towards Zhao Letian.
Many people revealed a look of jealousy in their eyes. The Prince opted for Zhao Letian, a country bumpkin, over the talented candidates from prominent families, which made them feel humiliated by Zhao Letian's existence. At the same time, they also missed out on this precious opportunity to prove themselves because of Zhao Letian. How could they not resent Zhao Letian?
Even Dong Chao from Fengyue Building and Shen Qing from Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, who previously had friendly attitudes towards Zhao Letian, now frowned tightly and gazed at Zhao Letian with a chilly coldness in their eyes.
Previously, there were no conflicts of interests between them and Zhao Letian, so they naturally did not mind befriending such a monster talent like him. But now, Zhao Letian had severely infringed upon their interests, and they were no longer polite with Zhao Letian.
Meanwhile, facing the sudden convergence of gazes from everyone, Zhao Letian was slightly stunned, appearing a bit surprised. Reader support at * made this translation possible.
In War King City, talents were abundant, and he had not expected that Ye Chenxiao would singled him out.
"My Lord, everyone is looking at you."
Qin Hai said excitedly next to him. Although the gazes were not on him, even the residual attention of a million-strong army made him extremely nervous.
At the same time, Liu Wei and the Five Tigers of Galaxy Sect also showed surprise in their eyes. Representing the final battle was an unparalleled honor, and as people close to Zhao Letian, they naturally felt happy for Zhao Letian.
"Junior brother, you're too calm. The Prince is calling you; you should at least respond somewhat," Xiao Feng said helplessly, smiling not far away. He and Wang Zhen also had smiles of irrepressible joy on their faces. If Zhao Letian were to fight in this battle, then among today's three fighters, two would be from Galaxy Sect. As disciples of Galaxy Sect, they naturally felt a sense of pride.
However, Zhao Letian, the person involved, maintained a calm expression, seemingly not happy about having received such a precious opportunity.
Zhao Letian glanced at Xiao Feng, shook his head with a smile, and then suddenly rode a flying longsword, soaring into the sky.
"Although Zhao Letian comes from a remote and humble background, he defeated Nie Yun and killed Wang Yi shortly after arriving in War King City, defeating two same-level talents of War King City in a row. Later, on the battlefield, he killed countless Middle Stage True Martial Realm experts from Gray Wolf Kingdom with his formidable prowess. His strength is universally acknowledged. Having him fight should be worry-free. Zhao Letian, do you have confidence?"
Ye Chenxiao surveyed the crowd and spoke loudly, with his gaze finally resting on Zhao Letian.
Zhao Letian said calmly. Although he had already reached a level where it was hard to find an opponent at the same level, there were always higher skies and other people beyond. Before seeing the opponent sent by Gray Wolf Kingdom, he did not want to speak too confidently.
"Tch! Not a bit of confidence."
"Indeed, it all sounds unreliable. As the saying goes: 'A hairless mouth cannot handle matters well.' To stake the final battle's outcome on this young lad is truly unnerving."
"I, on the contrary, feel that this lad's mentality is very stable, not as flamboyant as Chen Yan. Perhaps, he really might stand a chance."
The crowd discussed noisily.
"Alright, just do your best, I believe you will undoubtedly not let down the million soldiers of Dajin Country."
Ye Chenxiao slightly frowned and then smiled again, saying, although Zhao Letian's humble response was not conducive to uplifting morale, he believed that Zhao Letian's strength would not disappoint.
More importantly, for him, the outcome of this battle, in fact, did not matter at all. Even the entire war's outcome was insignificant. Sending Zhao Letian into battle had already achieved his aim, if Zhao Letian really was the person he thought he was.
"Has Dajin Country really run out of people? To send a green young boy in such a crucial final battle is simply preposterous and laughable. It seems that the fate of your nation has already run its course, the end of your luck is nigh. It won't be long before Gray Wolf Kingdom takes over Dajin Country!"
At this moment, the participant from Gray Wolf Kingdom also flew out, also with disheveled hair and dark skin, a wild-looking strapping youth, about seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than Zhao Letian. Holding a curved saber, his eyes were piercing with disdain looking at Zhao Letian, emanating a peak True Martial Third Realm aura.
"As to the fortune of Dajin Country, I do not know, but as for your luck, I am quite aware, it has already reached its end. You are older than me, yet at the same level of cultivation as me, I truly do not know what makes you so arrogant."
Zhao Letian flew to the front, flipped his hand to draw a longsword, and looked indifferently at his opponent, also surging with the peak True Martial Third Realm's True Yuan power.
"You want to know my foundation? Fine, listen up kid, I, Ao Ri, am a prince from the number one large tribe of Gray Wolf Kingdom, the Sky Wolf Tribe, the top genius among the young generation of my tribe. I just turned eighteen this year. Though my cultivation is only at the peak of True Martial Third Realm, the number of same-stage monstrous geniuses who have died by my hands is countless. Killing those in Middle Stage True Martial Realm is as easy as drinking water for me, even against those in High-level True Martial Realm, I can still contend somewhat. Someone like you in Initial Stage True Martial Realm can't even take one strike from me. Now tell me, do I not have the foundation to be arrogant in front of you?"
Ao Ri, the dark-skinned youth, coldly glanced at Zhao Letian, then surveyed the million-strong army of Dajin Country with an air of arrogance as if showing off, his loud voice echoing far and wide.
"I, Zhao Letian, come from a small city at the border of Dajin Country, born in an unknown small family clan, without a powerful background, without a noble status. Now not yet seventeen years old, my cultivation level is also at the peak of True Martial Third Realm. Among my peers, undefeated, having killed countless Middle Stage True Martial Realm opponents, and also fought those in High-level True Martial Realm. You, daring to be so arrogant in front of me, not a single one has survived. What makes you qualified to be arrogant in front of me?"
Zhao Letian said indifferently, his voice though calm, carried an undertone of restrained arrogance.
"Hmph! Just flaunting your eloquence, wait until this prince cuts off your head, let's see how you can still be arrogant, Sky Wolf Howl!"
Ao Ri's brow furrowed, he coldly huffed, irritated that he couldn't gain the upper hand verbally, hence didn't want to say more. Suddenly he roared at Zhao Letian, like a wolf howling, sending out waves of sound waves charging at Zhao Letian.
"Sound Wave Martial Technique? Divine Thought Attack? Hmph, Soul Suppressing Bell."
Zhao Letian scoffed disdainfully, an ancient and exquisite Soul Suppressing Bell appeared, emitting waves of Soul-Attracting Bell Sound, directly sweeping towards the incoming wolf howl sound waves, simultaneously condensing a bell-shaped phantom, shielding his Divine Soul.