Shen Minghai flew to the referee's platform drenched.
Or rather, he had been brought up by the staff.
The power of his three soul pets was too strong, directly stunning him. Fortunately, a staff member saved Shen Minghai in time.
Otherwise, the situation would be hard to say.
The staff was a high-level Contract Soul Master who was in charge of dealing with some extremely complicated situations in the competition.
"This child is too pitiful."
The staff member on the left glanced at Shen Minghai, "In his own martial soul, he was defeated by three soul pets. In so many years of the King's Cup, this is the first time such a situation has happened."
"This is my first time encountering it too," another staff member said.
The two of them brought Shen Minghai to the referee's platform.
At this moment, on the distant battlefield, the little caterpillar also flew out of the Nu River martial soul.
