"Dragon Elephant Hall Master and the Lion King..."
"Who will win?"
Under the pavilion.
Yan Long, with his red hair, gazed into the distance and spoke softly.
"Hard to say."
The white-clothed elder's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of curiosity in them as well.
Lion King Kawei, hailing from the Holy Luo United States, had been groomed as the new generation Lion King by the Holy Lion Sect from a young age. He practiced the Holy Lion Fist, and in his teens, forged a formidable Proud Heart, with a punch and kick exuding an inexplicable domineering aura. From the age of sixteen, regardless of the competition he participated in, he could sweep his opponents and claim the championship. In battles with peers, he had never been defeated. He had also made rapid progress, stepping into the ranks of Peak Faction Masters.
