Chen Xi looked at the soldier who had just hurled a several-hundred-pound boulder with disbelief, gazing at the sky. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty?

Lu Bu, single-handedly breaking through an army of ten thousand, seems scientifically impossible. Zhao Zilong, with genuine dragon soul possession, slicing through a mountain with one strike—could this really be a human? Dian Wei, single-handedly protecting Cao Cao while slaying thousands of enemy cavalry—this combat power is off the charts!

Something seems off. Chen Xi casually waved a feather fan, creating a powerful gust of wind, and sighed, “This must be a myth. Even I seem abnormal.”