"My baby, why are you still sleeping?"
"Mother... let me sleep a little more."
"If you keep sleeping, then how will my baby conquer the world?" With a gentle and loving hug, the woman wrapped her arms around the child's waist, which made him laugh.
"Hahaha... don't worry, mother. Nothing can stop me from becoming the true king."
Soren's eyes opened slowly, and when they did, he slowly got to his feet. With one finger pressed against his nose, he expelled a splatter of blood.
With a firm crack of his neck, he got ready for the next round.
Yongiri's face broke into an enormous grin, and his eyes sparkled with eager anticipation and excitement.
They moved forward, and in an instant, they were right next to each other.
Their movements became blurry as punches and kicks were exchanged with remarkable speed and precision.
When they hit each other, their blows were so powerful that they made the air crackle.
