"Kid, I'm going all out!" The rooster went crazy, lunging directly at Chu Mo.
The puppy was scared and quickly jumped aside, having somewhat gotten used to his master's feud with this chicken. The pitiful self-sealed nine-tier mythical beast had indeed seen it a few times.
Initially, he thought about joining in, but as the incidents increased, he got used to it too. Every time Chu Mo started fighting with the rooster, the puppy would distance himself and watch from afar.
The outcome was almost always the same – the master would pull out that terrifying blade, and then the rooster would retreat.
In other words, without that blade, the master would never win against this damn rooster.
But this time... was a bit different.
"Damn, did you drink chicken blood or something? Why are you so fierce?"
"You're only in the beginning stages of the Iron Blood Realm right… uh, okay, midway through the Iron Blood Realm, but you shouldn't be this powerful."
