"He is unfit to represent the Hundred Races!"
A single sentence erupted from Lin Yi's mouth, resonating like a mighty bell — decisive and bold!
At this moment, the powerful aura emanating from Lin Yi did not fall short of anyone present.
Everyone followed Lin Yi's gesture, only to see Kapen glaring at Lin Yi, trembling with rage:
"You, you, you!"
At this moment, Kapen was extremely furious, and even his voice trembled as he tried hard to suppress his murderous intent:
"Whether one can represent the Hundred Races is not for a callow child like you to decide."
"Even if you are the Saint Master, so what?"
Kapen grew more agitated as he spoke:
"Our Witch Race has always respected the strong."
"What qualifications does a mere Fifth Transformation Chosen One like you have to point fingers at me?"
"Boom~"
A formidable aura burst from Kapen, shooting straight toward Lin Yi.
The next moment.
Gibson snorted coldly, stepping in front of Lin Yi:
