Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?
It doesn’t make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry.
Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human?
Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts!
Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. “This must be some mythical story, right? Even I’m not normal anymore.”