At this moment, Little King Kong appeared like a true primitive beast, radiating an endless ferocious aura. His fangs extended, and his claws, like crescent moons, shimmered coldly.
Behind him, a row of bone spurs appeared, each shining brightly in a frightful manner. The fur on his body stood on end, turning a dark red color like steel needles. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, were filled with coldness and cruelty. An extreme, terrifying pressure emanated from his body, enveloping the entire stadium under his imposing aura, especially affecting ordinary humans and certain races, evoking a suffocating feeling deep within their hearts.
Contrarily, Li Yao looked like a lone boat amidst stormy waves.
But Li Yao stood steadily in the distance, lacking the air of an unparalleled figure.
At this moment, the light in his eyes had already dissipated, but some observant people had taken notice of Li Yao's eyes.