Chapter 100 - 100 Little Thing, Do You Want to Beat Me Up Again?
100 Little Thing, Do You Want to Beat Me Up Again?
“Hahaha, is a Spirit Master without a contract beast still a Spirit Master? Brat, you’re dead meat today!” Stark put his hands on his hips and laughed until he was bent forward and backward. After dealing with this brat, he had to make the elders kill all the members of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group. Otherwise, even if he obtained the Dragon Spirit Fruit this time, it would not be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Thunderbolt lay limp on the ground. He looked at Stark with pity, then narrowed his eyes and continued to doze off.
Rikedo and the others looked at Stark as if they were looking at a fool. Was that lord a Spirit Master without a contract beast? Was there any funnier joke this year? However, seeing that Thunderbolt didn’t transform, Rikedo and the others were more or less worried for Beiting Huang.
Bang!
A huge shockwave spread out in all directions. In the center of the battle, the soil on the ground flew up, and broken branches swept up like a tornado, causing the world to tremble.
Everyone’s eyes were filled with fear. Rikedo and the others knew that Beiting Huang was a nine-starred Spirit Master, and the old man in green was obviously a three-starred Great Spirit Master. There was a difference of one level between the two, but what did they see now?
The flexible sword and trident collided heavily. Under the huge impact, Beiting Huang slid back a step. However, the old man in green, a three-star Great Spirit Master, retreated ten steps. Even he looked at Beiting Huang in disbelief. He had used all his strength to intimidate Beiting Huang.
A three-star Great Spirit Master had used all his strength to attack, but he was defeated by a Spirit Master. This kind of heaven-defying thing that no one could believe actually happened to him.
Stark’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. What? The elder was actually unable to gain the upper hand against this brat? How was that possible? Stark drew the sword in his hand and was about to rush towards the battlefield. As soon as Beiting Huang attacked, he knew that she was a nine-starred Spirit Master and he was a seven-starred Great Spirit Master. No matter how monstrous Beiting Huang was, he still had the strength to fight her.
Ow!
Thunderbolt slowly got up, took a step forward, and stood in front of Stark. He slowly raised his head, and his anthropomorphic eyes revealed a disdainful expression. If Beiting Huang was here, she would definitely know. At this moment, Thunderbolt said in his heart, “Little thing, you want to gang up on me again, right? With me around, don’t even think about it!”
A faint pressure exuded from his golden pupils. At this moment, Stark could clearly feel that the level 9 magical beast in his magical beast space was trembling deeply in fear. As the young master of the Third Mercenary Group, it was impossible for Stark not to know that this was the pressure of a holy beast.
A Holy Beast, a Holy Beast!
Even Stark began to tremble. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the middle of the battlefield. The thin young man had a soft white sword in his hand that flowed around the elder’s body. The elder’s trident danced like a ball of wind, but it could not trap the young man. He only heard the young man shout, “Break!”
The flexible sword suddenly straightened like a sharp steel knife and slashed down on the elder’s shoulder. With a crisp clang, a green light shot out of the bronze illusionary armor. Sparks flew everywhere, and at the same time, a bloody light soared into the sky.
“Ah! You brat!” An intense pain came. Ignoring the pain on his shoulder, the old man in green stabbed the trident in his hand at Beiting Huang’s face. The pain had already made him lose his rationality. This kind of disregard for the rules was the most terrifying.