King Cobra, the king of venomous snakes, a single bite contains enough venom to kill twenty to thirty adult men, or an Asian elephant.
Moreover, this snake is extremely ferocious and its movements are exceptionally sharp, comparable to a fighter jet among snakes.
"Boss, this isn't fair. Fighting a Little Golden Snake with a King Cobra? Isn't this bullying?"
"Yeah, you're being too harsh. Why not choose another snake of a similar size for the fight?"
The onlooking crowd, upon seeing the King Cobra, all spoke out for the Little Golden Snake.
The Bearded Indian, probably used to being shameless, didn't have a hint of embarrassment. Instead, he was smug as he boasted to Li Chen.
"Little brother, you're not scared now, are you?"
Li Chen sneered and said: "If you disagree, then fight; what's with all this nonsense?"
The Bearded Indian hadn't expected Li Chen to still be so full of confidence at this moment and felt a bit doubtful.
