On the competition stage, Zhuo fanglin was fighting a young man in his twenties. Seeing that Zhuo fangshu was still unwilling to leave the competition stage despite spitting out fresh blood and the wound on his chest that was struck by the spirit beast was so deep that the bone could be seen, the young man's eyes revealed a sinister look. He formed a few hand seals with both hands and shouted coldly,""Kill him!"
Following his incantation gesture, several rays of light flew out from his hand and enveloped the spirit beast.
"Roar ..." The spirit beast let out a furious roar and charged toward Zhuo fanglin. Its sharp claws were shimmering with a silver glow as if they were made of fine steel.
"Stop!" "Go!" Ling Chuxi shouted and flew towards the competition stage like lightning.
It was only now that she could clearly see what kind of spirit beast it was.
