In this way, Lin Lang sang while asking the king to chase an antelope, intending to bring it back for barbecue.

After returning to the lion group's "palace", Lin Lang roasted an antelope for Simba, ate a little himself, and gave the rest of the meat to the king and Wangcai.

Then, under Simba's surprised gaze, Lin Lang left Liu Zhengfeng and others outside and asked them to decorate the cave where he was, and then he lay down on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Lang packed up and took Dawang and Wangcai out to Mufasa's "palace".

"King Mufasa, I wish to have a sparring match with you, is that possible?"

The king imitated Lin Lang's tone and spoke in a literary manner.

Mufasa asked doubtfully, "Sparring? You mean dueling?"

The king shook his head, "It's not a duel, just a friendly competition!"

Mufasa's mind flashed with the image of a giant crocodile corpse, and then he shook his head.

"No need to compete, I admit defeat, you are the real king!"

It added: "Although you are stronger than me, if you want to compete with me for the throne, I will still duel with you!"

The king turned his head and said disdainfully: "This king has no interest in your throne!"

As he said this, the king twisted his tiger butt and slowly left.

Mufasa couldn't help but admire the king as he watched him walk away.

As expected of the king of the forest, even the throne of this glorious earth cannot hinder its pursuit of power!

Perhaps, this is the real strong man, this is the real king!

The king could never have imagined that it was only here to defeat Mufasa on the orders of its master.

Unexpectedly, this left Mufasa with the impression of a strong man who was not greedy for the throne and insisted on being himself.

This is bullshit!

It came to Lin Lang and told him that Mufasa had admitted defeat.

Lin Lang touched his chin, thoughtfully.

"Mufasa and Scar both lost, and the system hasn't given any information yet. How should we eat this chicken?"