Unfit

Luo Yunyang's aura was rising. Right now, his entire mind was focused on the God Slayer.

His ice and fire source power, which was double what it had been when he had slain the Ravenous Wolf, had also formed an immense vortex that was ready to follow the God Slayer's attack.

"Stop!"

"Hold it!"

"Stop right there!"

At practically the same time, three loud shouts resounded through the hall. Three figures rushed in like a flash of lightning right afterwards. Although they were not all equally tall, each of them emitted a valiant aura.

"What are you trying to do, Old Tiger?" an old man in a Royal Forest uniform shouted loudly at the Tiger King.

The Sky High Tiger King's eyes were wide open. In his raised left hand was a convergence of his strongest attack. He simply didn't have the time to talk right now!