"It's this guy again!"
Huang Batian stared at Lin Tian, his tone cold as he spoke, his fists clenched; he practically loathed Lin Tian to death.
Li Linglong's beautiful eyes shifted, and a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"He, he really made a move."
Someone by Huang Batian's side, eager to suck up to him, roared at Lin Tian.
"Kid, who the hell do you think you are? The beast fighting competition has already ended. You stepping forward now trying to contend for the title of King of Fighting Beasts, that's just pointless. The King of Fighting Beasts is Boss Huang's."
Lin Tian chuckled coldly and said, "Huang Batian, I want to challenge you in beast fighting. Do you dare not accept?"
"Hmph, what wouldn't I dare?" Huang Batian retorted angrily.
"Since that's the case, let's fight a battle. Why won't you agree? Are you scared of me?"