The man speaking was incredibly tall, nearly 210 centimeters, with a burly build, packed with solid muscles and not an ounce of extra fat, making him look like an iron tower. If he were put in the NBA, just by appearance alone, he would be the most ferocious center, enough to crush any team.
"Nuclear Group Leader!"
"Swallow Team Leader!"
The Americans recognized the newcomer and eagerly approached to make small talk, their excitement was evident. Compared with the elusive Bingxu, the party-loving, gathering-organizing, and powerful Nuclear Flame was their idol and spiritual backbone, akin to Captain America.
Yan Chiyang nodded slightly as a greeting, but his gaze, as scorching as magma, was fixed firmly on Tang Zheng, as if trying to melt him!
"Nuclear Flame, another Seed from the North America Region?"
"Is he of Chinese descent, or Japanese? Did I see it wrong? Would Americans respect an Asian?"
