As the battle fervor continued to rise, Lu Hong made the first move, wielding the Holy Sword and slashing fiercely toward Tai'e.
With a loud bang, Lu Hong was sent flying a hundred zhang away by Tai'e's ferocious strength.
"You're too weak," Tai'e said, looking at him indifferently, without moving to pursue.
Regaining his balance, Lu Hong took a deep breath. This d*mn Tai'e was indeed formidable; the Lion King was not just for show.
Seeing Lu Hong retreat with a single punch, the Lionheart elders were immediately pleased, with the third elder even boasting to the Netherworld God observing from the sidelines, "I wonder if our clan's current Beast King meets the great Netherworld God's standards?"
The Netherworld God didn't respond, instead focusing quietly on the figure on the arena.
Despite being defeated in one blow, Lu Hong did not give up. He knew the gap in strength between himself and Tai'e; to bridge it, he had to fight desperately!
