The other members of the demon race all had complicated expressions. Lion Spirit was usually so proud, and he had just been clamoring to trample the other party under his feet. Now he was being trampled under his feet. How could he bear such humiliation?
A normal defeat in a martial arts competition might not be a blow to him; on the contrary, it could be a good experience. But being trampled on in front of so many people—if he can't overcome the trauma, he might be ruined for life.
Of course, everyone belongs to different races, and seeing the lion spirit with eyes in the sky meet such an end was somewhat gloating. After all, if the lion clan had two prodigies, they would be a huge threat to their respective races if they grew up in the future.
Only Princess Soren frowned slightly. This guy was humiliating the Lion Spirit like this, which meant he had made a blood feud with the Lion Clan.
Although his cultivation level was somewhat unexpected, he was definitely no match for the older generation of experts in the Lion Clan. Moreover, Lion Spirit had an older brother who was one of the Five Greats, and he would definitely take revenge on him in a frenzy.
It's unclear what race he is, or whether his family's influence can protect him.
"Release our little prince!" At this moment, several of Lion Spirit's guards were both shocked and furious, and they all brandished their weapons and rushed towards Zaun.
These people were not as powerful as the Lion Spirit, but the combined strength of several seventh and eighth-rank cultivators was still terrifying.
Zuan glanced at them coldly, then flicked his sleeve, sending a wave of heat and flames sweeping out, forcing the people to retreat.
Yun Jianyue, who was watching from the sidelines, smiled with satisfaction: "This kid is becoming more and more like a grandmaster."
Yan Xuehen nodded in deep agreement. Over the years, he had seen many exceptionally talented young people, but those so-called geniuses were far inferior to Zu An: "His current strength is enough to compete with the masters of the previous generation."
She somewhat regretted stopping her apprentice Chu Yan from marrying him. Such an outstanding person, those old fogies in Baiyujing might even try their best to send Chu Yan away if they knew about it.
She suddenly thought of all the things she had done with Zu'an these past few days, and her cheeks flushed. What face or standing did she have left to stop him?
Hearing the two grandmasters praise her lover so highly, even the usually elegant and composed Yu Yanluo couldn't help but smile broadly.
At this moment, Lion Spirit finally realized that he had been trampled underfoot by someone else.
The Lion Spirit's rage points increased by 999+999+999...
A powerful aura suddenly rose up, and Zu An felt the commotion beneath his feet. His expression hardened, and he hurriedly dodged to the side.
roar!
A golden lion appeared around the lion spirit, protecting him.
This golden lion was shimmering with golden light, and at first glance, it looked like a real object. Its aura and power were much stronger than the one that the lion spirit had conjured when it punched.
"This is... the aura of a Heaven-Rank weapon!" The demon experts nearby exclaimed in surprise, their eyes filled with envy.
Heavenly-rank weapons are extremely precious. Although they come from powerful clans, they are not the most direct descendants of their clans, so it is difficult for them to be qualified to obtain a heavenly-rank weapon.
They might not even have the chance to own a Heavenly Rank weapon in their entire lives, but this Lion Spirit already has one at the age of thirteen!
A golden gauntlet appeared on the Lion Spirit's right hand, engraved with intricate runes and radiating a powerful aura.
He stood up again, disheveled, bruised and swollen, with blood still flowing from his nose. His eyes were blazing with fury: "You're dead!"
He had a smooth life since childhood, growing up amidst victories and glory. When had he ever suffered such a great loss?
His eyes were completely red, his hair stood on end, and the veins on his forehead bulged, making him stare at Zu'an like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey.
This time, he didn't waste any words and directly threw a punch at his opponent.
He obtained these golden gauntlets as a child after falling off a cliff and finding them in the cave of an elder. His older brother used to teach him not to rely on the advantage of weapons, lest it affect his future growth.
However, given the current situation, he can't care about that anymore.
With a single punch, a destructive fist aura surged forth. Enhanced by the golden gauntlets, the lion shadow conjured by his Mad Lion Fist was almost a solid entity.
Zuan dodged to the side with a light tap of his toes, and his fist slammed directly into the cliff behind him.
With a loud crash, half of the cliff collapsed.
As everyone marveled at the power of the Heavenly Rank weapon, they suddenly realized something and began to curse angrily: "You've destroyed so many spiritual herbs and medicines!"
The cliff had just been covered with all sorts of extraordinary medicinal herbs, which even these scions of noble families were drooling over, but unfortunately, they were almost all destroyed by this punch.
The lion spirit suddenly turned around, its eyes bloodshot: "What, you have a problem with that?"
Those people gasped, looking at the Heavenly Rank weapon in his hand, realizing that going against him in his rage at this moment was not a wise thing to do, and one by one they had no choice but to swallow their anger: "No objection, no objection, you can continue!"
Lion Spirit's face was fierce as he turned to look at Zu An, his hands constantly forming hand seals, unleashing a barrage of Mad Lion Fist attacks on his opponent like a bomber.
Princess Soren was shocked. Not only were these gauntlets extremely powerful, but they also seemed to provide the Lion Spirit with a continuous source of energy. Otherwise, given the terrifying energy consumption of the Mad Lion Fist, the Lion Spirit's cultivation should not have been able to sustain such a powerful attack for so long.
Zu An lightly touched the ground with his toes, strolling leisurely, always managing to dodge the terrifying fist energy perfectly.
Dust filled the air, but despite the explosions everywhere, not a single leaf touched them.
Even Princess Changning's eyes lit up; this man was quite handsome.
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