The scorched ground and charred trees looked like the aftermath of a wildfire. The Dragon King stood tall and mighty in the center, drawing attention with a gravitational pull. Beside him, Lü Yan, Long Zhen, and Guo Jie paled in comparison.
At Lou Cheng's coming, he merely nodded. No words or movements. On the other hand, Optimus Prime, Long Zhen, twisted his neck enthusiastically. Guo Jie exuded eagerness through her aura. Lü Yan and Empress Luo were rather blasé. To them, it was merely another internal sparring.
"Alright, now that everyone's here, let's draw lots," said Ning Zitong, curving her lips into an alluring smile.
She produced 6 paper balls from her pockets as she spoke. With a flick of her palm, she tossed them into the air.
Long Zhen immediately grabbed forward, heating up the surrounding air. The contrast in temperature gave rise to a violent gale that pulled all six paper balls towards him.
