The Prodigies War

At the main gate, the silence was deafening.

All dazzling figures from various states had overcasted looks on their faces.

Kong Zhao’s strength had shocked them. They were aghast, and his disdainful comments also made them feel uncomfortable.

Obviously, Kong Zhao did not care about this at all. With a bang, he sent He Feining flying with a kick.

Only after that did he say indifferently, “Who else isn’t happy?”

“Me!” A black-robed man stood up, simmering with anger.

“Are you ranked first in a state?” Kong Zhao questioned him.

The black-robed man turned red.

Kong Zhao snorted and shook one finger side to side. “Even if you are unhappy, you are not qualified to challenge me.”