"Fatty," Tang San called out calmly.
Fire blossomed, a vast expanse of phoenix flame sweeping forth in front of Flander and Zhao Wuji, turning the cobwebs on the Sky Claw into ashes instantaneously. Fatty's high-temperature flames were the natural bane of such spider webs. Although in terms of strength he was far inferior to the ten-thousand-year-old Man-Faced Demon Spider, the phoenix flame was not something the hastily spun spider web could withstand.
Flander and Zhao Wuji were both furious, having been played by a mere soul beast that had just passed ten thousand years, and in front of so many students, no less. This was definitely a humiliating event.
With a laugh tinged with anger, Flander said, "Think you can run? Not so easy."
