"Looking at the video, King's standing duration is longer than its opponents, but what is the advantage?" the female anchor asked, lightly twirling her hair coquettishly.

"Big cats basically all know standing combat, but it's mainly used to create opportunities through standing combat, suppress opponents, and look for a chance to deliver a fatal strike. For example, look at this Lioness. Instead of constantly pawing, it sometimes uses its two front limbs to hug King, wanting to tackle King down. However, King uses its strong lower-body strength and hind leg movement to dissipate the force and maintain balance. If it were an ordinary big cat weighing over 90 kilograms, it definitely wouldn't be able to withstand a tackle from a 130-kilogram Lioness and would be knocked down, allowing the Lioness to establish a suppression advantage." James explained very earnestly, after all, if he explained well, maybe he could get more TV appearances and make a bit more money later.

"I see. Then why is King's standing level so strong? How can wild animals stand for so long?" the female anchor asked, very puzzled.

"Look at this photo. At this time, King was only a little over a month old, and it was already standing. It must be due to its super-strong standing talent, otherwise there's no way to explain it." James said, pointing to the photo of King first taken by Kelly.

Indeed, there was really no way to explain it, because Malong was a human soul and had a soul-deep profound feel for bipedalism. Thus, it truly couldn't be explained and could only be attributed to innate talent.

"So looking at it now, King has lived in the African Savannah for over a month and has already killed many Hyenas and a Lioness. Does this indicate that the Jaguar can adapt to the ecological environment of the African Savannah?" This was also a question many people wanted to know.

"That's hard to say, because King as an individual is far too outstanding, so we cannot define the entire Jaguar species based on this single case." After finishing, James picked up his water cup again and took a small sip.

"Alright, there is one last question: what is roughly the limit of King's strength?" The female host put all the cards in her hand aside; it looked like there really were no more questions.

"I guess it might reach the level of that Jaguar hunted years ago, perhaps reaching over 160 kilograms, surpassing the individual weight of 130 kilograms in the Amazon Rainforest nowadays. With King's powerful soft power, it might be able to fight an average-weight adult Male Lion. If I remember correctly, the weight of an adult Male Lion in Kruger this year is roughly 179 kilograms." James boldly predicted.

"Does that mean the Doctor thinks King will be able to kill an adult Male Lion in the future?" The female anchor loved setting traps for others.

"An adult Male Lion weighing 180 kilograms, I believe King has a chance to kill it." Unexpectedly, James was so straightforward that he jumped right into the trap set by the female anchor.

"The Doctor actually has such great confidence in King. May I ask if you are a King fan?" The female anchor set another trap.

"I suppose so. For a Jaguar with such a distinct personality and incomparably powerful combat strength like King, there's nothing wrong with becoming its fan. There are tens of millions of King fans worldwide." James calmly admitted to being a King fan, leaving the female anchor not knowing what to say.

"Alright, thank you very much for Dr. James's explanation and analysis this time. I hope there will be another opportunity to share with everyone in the future." The female anchor stood up to shake hands with James, gave some closing remarks, and the show came to an end.

After the show was broadcast, it quickly caused a huge sensation. Through the explanation of Dr. James in the program, many viewers understood just how powerful King was and why it was so powerful.

However, Dr. James also faced condemnation from many lion fans, who fiercely refuted and cursed his prediction that King could kill an adult Male Lion in the future. They even cursed Malong together, wishing it would run into an adult Male Lion sooner and see if it could escape alive.

At this moment, Malong, who was sleeping flat on a tree, suddenly sneezed. It didn't know that it had already been cursed countless times.

South Africa, Petersburg Manor.

Marcus had also finished watching the show. He hadn't expected that a Jaguar he casually gave away would now be so strong that it could kill a 130-kilogram Lioness.

"This combat power is truly astonishing. It looks like I should find another opportunity to find a few stronger opponents for King. Sally is indeed a bit small." Marcus pondered with a cigar pinched in his right hand.

"Let's wait a bit longer. Lately, King is in the limelight. After a while, when its limelight dies down and it becomes even stronger, we'll invite it back." Marcus leaned back against the sofa, took a deep puff of his cigar, and exhaled a puff of blue smoke.

Early the next morning, Malong went to visit the Leopard Mother and her offspring as usual. The Three Little Leopards stood up happily upon seeing Malong approach, seemingly showing off to Malong.

Thanks to Malong's relief supplies, the Leopard Mother's body had grown much stronger. Now, her hunting success rate was also noticeably higher, and food was no longer in short supply, so Malong did not bring food for them anymore.

After all, in the cruel nature, if it blindly helped, it would only cause the Mother Leopard to lower her desire for hunting, form a dependence on its relief, and diminish her own hunting ability. Then, if it left, the Mother Leopard might not be able to feed the Three Little Leopards.

Therefore, unless it was a particularly difficult time, Malong would not hand out food to the Leopard Mother and offspring for nothing; this was also to avoid harming them.

Although the Three Little Leopards developed quite ordinarily—and if Malong frequently brought food over, the Little Leopards could develop even more robustly—this was nature after all. It did not want to disturb a Leopard Mother's method and rhythm of raising her children.

In Malong's view, being able to provide a safety net for food to a certain extent and help with dangers was already very fortunate for the Leopard Mother and offspring.

Malong left the Leopard Mother and offspring, and went to the other side of the hill to carry out various hard trainings as usual.

After training, Malong composedly patrolled its territory, casually observing every day whether there were any surveillance cameras installed around. It attached great importance to its privacy.

On the way back every day after training, it had to hunt some food to replenish its energy, and today was no exception.

Malong looked around to find a suitable prey. Every day it wanted a change of taste, so it tried to find prey different from the previous day. Indeed, it had a rather picky palate, and it was also because of its powerful hunting strength that allowed Malong to make food choices.

Soon, Malong saw an alligator about two and a half meters long by the river. This size was considered very, very ordinary in Africa. Large crocodiles four or five meters long could be seen everywhere, and there were even super crocodiles that rivaled hippos with a body length of over six meters.

Precisely because of this, after coming to Africa, Malong had unintentionally ignored hunting crocodiles. Just happening to see a small-sized crocodile right now was a good choice for a change of taste.

Malong crept slightly towards that crocodile. The crocodile was still comfortably sunbathing. Although there were no other companions around it, it was already an adult crocodile, and its boldness was growing, so it was sunbathing by the river alone.