"Then again, fists fear the young and vigorous; at my age, my body isn't what it used to be and my strength has seriously declined. I can't compare with you young folks anymore!" Kong Wu waved his hand.
"With Weiwei able to come back this time, even if we're not in the top ten, at least our ranking won't be too far behind. We might even hold up the scene."
This comment made it clear that the Twelve Road Spring Leg had faced some gaps in succession over recent years.
Otherwise, apart from Yan Weiwei, they couldn't find any other capable young generation.
Upon hearing this, Yan Feng furrowed his brows, seemingly reluctant to admit in public that his family's legacy was lacking.
"Everyone just do your best. Weiwei, you don't need to feel too much pressure—victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Remember to act according to your capabilities."
