"Who knows how many Postnatal Masters have died at Xiong Li's hands."
"The Demon Sect's Saint Heir brought Xiong Li here to fight the Buddhist Sect's Vajras. He wasn't supposed to get involved this early. Looks like that kid picked a fight with the wrong person!"
"Now this is going to be a good show!"
A buzz of excitement went through the other candidates.
They had thought the real spectacle wouldn't begin until the final clash between the Buddhist and Demon Sects. Yet, the assessment had barely started, and the air was already thick with tension.
The muscular man known as Xiong Li parted the crowd and strode into the center of the training grounds. After looking Li Chang'an up and down, he sneered, "Feeling scared, kid?"
He was nearly two meters tall, with an incredibly powerful build, likely weighing over three hundred pounds.
But for such a large man, he didn't look bloated at all.
