“Compared to the Dragonblood warriors, our Nangong disciples are greenhouse flowers. They’re still children. Us old fellows were too obstinate.”

The Elders of the Nangong family were gathered together, sighing.

When it came to talent, the disciples of the Nangong family were definitely much better than the Dragonblood warriors. When it came to resources, it was unknown just how far behind the Nangong family threw Long Chen.

Now the difference was shown. This was the result of tempering through true battle. Although they had also tempered their disciples, those were simply trials. The danger was always under control.

Contrary to them, the Dragonblood Legion had fought in life and death battles countless times. There had been no guarantee of their lives. They could only risk their lives, and in the process, comprehend the true essence of the Martial Dao.

Even if the Nangong family’s experts were slightly stronger than the Dragonblood warriors, they would still die if they battled. The Dragonblood warriors’ conviction in victory was too...