"Hahaha, I can do it!"
Li Shantao was extremely excited. He could feel the passionate gazes falling on him; in admiration, there was fear.
It felt like this long-lost feeling had finally returned to him.
Boom-boom-boom...
At this moment, the Nielong River waves became even more turbulent, undulating like a continuous mountain range.
"As expected!"
Li Shantao's eyes narrowed.
The River Crossing Tide Race was the highlight of the Dragon King Ceremony. As more and more experts entered the river, the waves would grow bigger. At their peak, a thousand waves would pass by, revealing the ancient temples.
"Come on, let the waves be even more ferocious." There was no fear in Li Shantao's eyes, only anticipation.
He circulated his blood energy, stepping through the waves, breaking through one after another. His terrifying aura spread through the river, growing ever more fierce in battle. For a time, his prestige was unmatched.
