After a period of recuperation, Tang San''s condition had vastly improved as the Two Qi of Yin and Yang yed a significant role in soothing the fire poison. His main issue stemmed from the invasion of the Supreme Yang me, and having resolved that problem, although he still appeared somewhat disheveled on the outside, he was actually no longer in any serious trouble. Therefore, he naturally wanted to watch Big Cat''s match.
In a corner at a higher position in the VIP section, a handsome man sat quietly, also paying close attention to the matches. When he saw Big Cat take the stage, his gaze immediately sharpened. He squinted his eyes and murmured, "Asura, Lion Tiger Sword Saint."
This man was none other than Pretty Girl''s father, the Peacock Demon King.
Having met Tang San and Big Cat that day and learned that they were from Jiali City, he immediately had someone investigate their background and situation. He also naturally knew that these two had oncepeted in the Grand Animal Fighting Arena in Jiali City. The Lion Tiger Sword Saint was quite famous, and he had even heard of him being defeated by that human. That human had even stirred up disturbances among humans due to consecutive victories in team battles. Now here he was in the Ancestral Court, participating in the elitepetition, and seemingly very close to his daughter. How could he not pay attention?
In the first round, he had actually been paying attention to Tang San and Big Cat. When Tang San faced the Golden Mammoth n yer, he did not hold much hope. That emperor from the Golden Mammoth n had a nickname in the past, the "wless Commander," whose defense was invincible, never giving the opponent any chance on the battlefield. How could a human break through such defense? He could not fathom any possibility of Tang San winning. Yet, Tang San did win, in a somewhat inexplicable manner. Despite being a God-level strong, he could not use divine consciousness to probe the contestants in the elite matches at the Ancestral Court. It was a taboo, and he even asked Pretty Girl afterward, but even she did not know how Tang San had won the match.
Big Cat''s match also shook him, defeating the opponent in an overwhelmingly dominant manner. That explosive power provided an intense visual impact. Without having to ask his subordinates, the Peacock Demon King understood that this Lion Tiger Sword Saint must have undergone some transformation and had be stronger, a feat not achievable by a Level 2 Bloodline. He was, of course, aware of the bloodline conflict within the Lion Tiger Tribe, but he seemed to sense no such conflict in Big Cat. What did this imply? Had the bloodline mutated and evolved? Into a First-Level Bloodline? That would be quite remarkable! And was it an individual evolution or had the entire Lion Tiger Tribe found a solution to their bloodline conflict? If it was thetter, then this Race would be formidable. Neither the Lion Demon n nor the Tiger Demon n had First-Level Bloodline inheritance, and even the White Tiger Great Demon King had be an Emperor through bloodline mutation.
If the Lion Tiger Tribe evolved into a First-Level Bloodline race, then this would lead to significant changes in the dynamics of both the Lion Demon n and the Tiger Demon n. This made the Peacock Demon King view Big Cat with even more importance than Tang San. After all, Tang San''s victory was somewhat mysterious.
After that, he watched the doubles match with his daughter and Tang San.
The battle in that doubles match ended swiftly. His daughter''sbat ability was undeniable, her mastery of Space so profound that even he could not find fault with it. After inheriting from their ancestors, she seemed to bepletely integrated with Space, rapidly progressing, with control over it almost at her fingertips. But what about that Asura? He still could not understand how he had won; the Corpse Eating Spirit''s attacks just vanished. Compared to the Spider Tree Spirit, the Corpse Eating Spirit, which specialized in deadly toxins, was actually more challenging, yet he had won.
And now, today, Asura had once again defeated a descendant of the emperors in an earlier match, and this time against the powerfully offensive Sunflower Spirit n yer. The battlested long, and he actually withstood the powerful attacks of the Sunflower Spirit n, ultimately defeating the opponent. The Peacock Demon King had also noticed the hammer, but victory was certainly not just because of the hammer alone. This Asura, quite interesting! Could it be sheer luck to win the first match and then achieve consecutive victories in three matches? Especially the two solo matches, both against first-rate First-Level Bloodline fighters.
At this moment, as Big Cat took the stage once again, the Peacock Demon King''s gaze naturally focused on this match as well.n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om
On the tform, Big Cat''s opponent had also appeared. To the Peacock Demon King''s surprise, Big Cat''s opponent, a very robust figure wielding dual hammers, was also from the Golden Mammoth n. Judging by his physique, he was nearly indistinguishable from Mao Wenwu, clearly a fighter of the same caliber.
As a top strong race, the Golden Mammoth n naturally had more than one participant in thepetition. There was one in the third group with Tang San, and in the sixth group with Lion Tiger Sword Saint Big Cat. It seemed his luck wasn''t much better than Tang San''s, having encountered such an opponent in the second round.
When Tang San and Pretty Girl saw Big Cat''s opponent, their expressions also turned serious. The Golden Mammoth was no easy adversary!
Although Tang San''s interaction with Mao Wenwu was brief that day, the opponent''s formidable defense had left a deep impression on him. He had barely broken through the defense by employing abination of various bloodlines, transmitting the Two Qi of Yin and Yang to disrupt the opponent''s heart meridian. Otherwise, the difficulty of the battle would not have been less than today''s situation.
Big Cat certainly won''t have as many bloodline abilities, so, how will it deal with the opponent before it?
Tang San hoped that Big Cat would be able to prove itself to the Lion Demon n and the Tiger Demon n through this Ancestral Court elitepetition. If it were to lose in the second knockout match, that clearly wouldn''t be enough.
"Let the match begin!"
Above thepetition tform, as the referee announced with a single voice, the battle of needle''s point against wheat''s tip officially began.
The yer from the Golden Mammoth n struck his own chest with a pair of huge hammers, producing a muffled sound, and then took big strides to charge at Big Cat.
Big Cat, holding a heavy sword, showed no intention of dodging and charged at his opponent withrge strides as well. Under the stimtion of the Lion Tiger Golden Gang, its body began to swell, and in a blink, it had inted to over four meters in height, its muscles bulging starkly as the incandescent Lion Tiger Golden Gang burst forth.
However,pared to its opponent, its size was akin to a witch seeing a wizard of much greater stature. The yer from the Golden Mammoth n''s muscles also exploded in size, standing almost twice as tall as Big Cat and many timesrger in volume. Swinging a pair of giant hammers, he charged furiously at Big Cat. Intense golden mes rose from his body. The brilliant aura of both parties instantly drew the attention of the majority of the spectators.
"Roar—" When still thirty meters away from his opponent, Big Cat stepped forward, causing the ground beneath to copse, and its body hurtled upwards with a roar, which echoed through the sky. The massive phantom of a Lion Tiger Beast''s head shed behind it, unleashing a terrifying and powerful roar.
The Golden Mammoth n yer continued to charge forward, and when he heard that roar, his body clearly froze for an instant, and his movements stiffened for a moment as well.
To the average spectator, this transient change might go unnoticed. But in the VIP area, many watching nobles'' facial expressions changed, especially the strong members of the Lion Demon n and Tiger Demon n.
The nobles were well aware of the strength of the Golden Mammoth n, an absolutely formidable First Level Bloodline, the royalty of the Elephant Demon n, the strongest among them.
But with Big Cat''s roar, the yer from the Golden Mammoth n unconsciously showed a change in stance, what did this mean?
In their minds, they could only think of four words: bloodline suppression.
Yes, within that roar of the Lion Tiger Beast, the bloodline of the Golden Mammoth n yer was actually being suppressed.