Chapter 100: Don't Think You’re the First to Rise
“Who in the world can claim to survive a clash with Shu Yifan's sword if they encounter him in the jianghu? Amidst disorderly troops, Cao Yan can shoot an arrow that pierces armor from dozens of zhang away with deadly accuracy—who dares say they can dodge his shot?
“The people of the northern frontier grow up riding horses, and each year the King of Scimitars claims countless heads! But if he puts on armor, who in the world dares to say they can withstand a hundred moves against Chen Ziyi's spear?
“Heroes abound across the land, but who truly possesses the highest skill? When they all gather, who is the best in the world? Each setting may have its own champion!
“Since it's impossible to gather all the heroes together, I will determine the rankings from this stage. Today, let's discuss the heroes of the world. It’s just my humble opinion, I hope everyone enjoys it.”
On stage, a frail storyteller spoke with rising and falling tones, his narration captivating the audience.
However, a newly arrived spectator below was not quite satisfied. “Can we hear something else today?”
“What would you like to hear, dear guest?”
“I heard someone encountered an immortal on Yunding Mountain again?”
At these words, the crowd's interest was piqued. Indeed, this was Pingzhou. The stories people loved most were about immortals, gods, monsters, and demons, especially those that were close by and seemingly real.