"roar--"

He roared and punched the ground at the same time, and from then on, he divided the eight deserts and the war dragon was in the wild.

...

Several years later.

Eastern Wilderness.

A group of children who are only six or seven years old are practicing boxing in the golden sunshine.

Their faces are childish, but full of vitality.

"I want to become a God of Fighting and call on the East Wilderness!"

"Hmph, if I become the God of Fighting, I will definitely tramplify the Eight Desolations!"

"Little brat, practice boxing well and think about anything!"

"Brother Dong, the master gave them to us, just to train them well. These children are the supreme young people and are destined to be people who shock the world."

"Hey, I am the king of the East Wilderness. They said they called me, didn't they slap me in the face?"

"Hmph, you still have the nerve to say, are you still afraid of being surpassed by a group of children?"

"Of course I'm not afraid."

"That's right."

"Come on, you guys, try your best to see if you guys."

"Ah, you're bullying."

"I will definitely suppress you when I grow up."

"Fight against the Eight Desolations!"
Chapter completed!