The instant Guo Ran stepped forward, all eyes turned to him. Everyone knew he was the general of the Dragonblood Legion—the one who had concentrated the Dragonblood warriors’ power into one attack, driving away even the Nether Emperor. In their eyes, Guo Ran’s strength was on par with Yue Zifeng’s.10

Now, as he boldly declared his turn, anticipation filled the air. Guo Ran strutted confidently to a barrier, his swagger unmistakable. He then placed a drop of his dragon blood onto it.0

But nothing happened.0

Guo Ran’s confident expression froze, quickly turning green.0

“Brother, don’t be so cruel! I’ve already bragged, so give me some face!” Guo Ran muttered, panic creeping into his voice.2

Guo Ran hadn’t expected that the dragon soul in his body would...0