Dragon Lion
Liu Yizhen and the others were terribly unlucky. Passing through the vortex into the secret realm, they had been transported straight into the territory of a male lion. Worse still, this lion not only looked strange, but its body was incomparably tough, with strength comparable to a Fifth-Rank Martial Artist.
Liu Ming was the only Fifth-Rank Martial Artist among them, and their safeguard against the male lion.
The disciples of White Cloud Villa were all Sword Cultivators, and Liu Ming was no exception. His sword was far sharper than Liu Yizhen's. Every strike left a wound on the male lion's body. Though the wounds were slight, his Sword Intent invaded the lion's body and made it suffer greatly, prompting that roar.
Then came the scene of Lu Zhaojin drawing his sword.
Lu Zhaojin looked toward Liu Yizhen. He had remembered how the other man had provoked him with Sword Intent on the Martial Arts Stage. Though he had returned the favor with a sword strike, he had failed to kill him, which was somewhat regrettable. Now that they had met again, naturally he could not let him go.
Then there was Tuoba Chong. He was quite interested in the cultivation technique Tuoba Chong practiced. It would depend on whether Tuoba Chong knew what was good for him.
Hearing how Liu Yizhen and the others addressed the youth, Liu Ming's expression changed slightly. His gaze toward Lu Zhaojin turned exceedingly cold. "You are Lu Zhaojin?"
Lu Zhaojin did not answer. Instead, he pointed at the male lion and kindly reminded him, "You should think about how to deal with this lion first."
Lu Zhaojin saw that the male lion had antlers growing from its head and scales covering its body. It seemed to be mutating toward a dragon-like form,