Floating in mid-air on the arena, the Ten Great Talents and Crown Prince Long Chen stood proudly, receiving the admiration of all Martial Artists.
They represented the peak strength of the young generation in Black Dragon Country, radiating the most dazzling brilliance, and from today onward, they would become the targets of countless youths.
Reaching this point, even if they couldn't become the Young Supreme, they harbored no regrets.
"Your performance can only barely be considered satisfactory." The King stood in the air with arms behind his back, his gaze deep, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
This indifferent statement stunned the Ten Great Talents, sending chills down their spines.
Except for the two young people who rose through opportunistic shortcuts, the other eight had reached this point through the baptism of relentless trials.
And yet, such performance was only just sufficient?