At this moment, Hu Baimei also wanted to step forward and try, to see whether she could pull out the King of Kings Sword. But before she could, a fat young pigman strode to the front first. To everyone's surprise, the King of Kings Sword did not release any fluctuations to repel the young pigman approaching it.
This meant that the young pigman was qualified to step forward and draw the sword. Did that not mean he possessed potential comparable to the Ten Great Geniuses? Yet most people found this young pigman unfamiliar. They had neither seen nor heard of him before.
He must have been one of those terrifying figures hidden among the crowd. Everyone became deeply interested in him, their gazes focused upon him as they awaited his performance.
The young pigman walked up to the King of Kings Sword, stretched out both hands to grip it, and erupted with an imposing aura. A ten-meter-tall phantom of a pigman, radiating immense and terrifying power, emerged behind him. It threw back its head and roared at the sky, unleashing a powerful aura.
At that moment, the young pigman roared as he pulled hard on the sword with both hands. Then something astonishing happened—the King of Kings Sword actually moved a fraction. Countless people were jolted awake, their eyes fixed firmly on the King of Kings Sword.
But countless people were disappointed once again. The King of Kings Sword had moved only the tiniest bit before it stopped moving altogether. The pigman also seemed to have run out of strength, his body slumping.
In the end, the young pigman returned to his original spot with a dejected expression.
Although the young pigman had failed as well, he had given everyone some confidence. At last, someone had made the King of