"Yeah, if you ask me, there's no need to continue the battle... Just let Beiting Junyu take first place!"
"That's right. With so many powerful spirit beasts and fierce beasts helping out, even if ten more people come out on stage, they still can't defeat Beiting Junyu!"
At this moment, the martial arts arena was densely packed with extremely powerful birds and beasts...
Each of these spiritual beasts is extremely powerful, and exudes a heart-pounding aura.
On the viewing platform, those with weaker cultivation bases even found it difficult to breathe under such powerful pressure, and their bodies were soaked in cold sweat.
Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the spirit beasts on and off the martial arts stage in shock. They couldn't believe that these spirit beasts were all controlled by one person...
"how?"
Beiting Junyu soared into the air, standing on a ferocious golden-winged bird, and looked at Xie Ting with a mocking look: "Are you satisfied with what you see?"
"Nothing more."
The third swordsman Xie Ting said coldly.
Brush, brush, brush.
Upon hearing this, everyone in the field looked at the third swordsman with strange eyes.
Is this really just like this
No one will believe such insincere words...
This disciple of Tianxuan Sect is still so stubborn even now... I'm afraid he will suffer in the near future.
"Nothing more than that? Ha. It seems that Mr. Xie has a very high standard. Even though my disciples from Dragon Hunting Island are good at taming beasts, it is rare for us to see so many spirit beasts at once... And all of these spirit beasts are at my disposal... Such a feat, and you actually say it is nothing more than that... Mr. Xie, let me ask you again, are you telling the truth?"
Beiting Junyu was wearing a white robe, standing on the head of the golden-winged Roc, with his hands behind his back, his white sleeves rustling in the wind.
No matter where you look at him on the field, he is always proud and admirable.
However… %
The expressions of all the Tianxuan Sect disciples present were very strange, extremely strange.
But no one noticed.
After hearing what Beiting Junyu said, the third swordsman Xie Ting raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a rather strange tone: "You said that you Dragon Hunting Island disciples rarely see so many spirit beasts controlled by one person at a time... This can only mean that you Dragon Hunting Island disciples are too inexperienced and are surprised by what you have rarely seen."
"What did you say?"
Beiting Junyu's chest heaved rapidly. This disciple of Tianxuan Sect could always easily make him angry!
In addition to him, the other disciples of Dragon Hunting Island, who were criticized by Xie Ting as having little knowledge and being easily surprised by things, also looked at Xie Ting with unfriendly expressions and cold eyes.
The third swordsman, Xie Ting, was a genius who would rather die standing than live on his knees, so he was naturally not afraid of the gazes of those people.
He just said in a calm tone: "I am telling the truth. Do you think you have controlled a lot of spirit beasts now? Little did you know that someone long ago was able to control dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of times more spirit beasts than you... Oh, by the way, she is much younger than you."
"impossible!"
Beiting Junyu couldn't believe that such a thing existed in this world.
Even White Eyebrow Martial Ancestor and Ice Martial Ancestor could not help but frown, thinking that Xie Ting was exaggerating.
After all, Beiting Junyu is only one step away from becoming the Martial Ancestor, which means that the number of spirit beasts that Beiting Junyu can control is not much less than them.
"Believe it or not, I saw it with my own eyes." Xie Ting said in a cold tone.
"Who is it? I don't believe it!"
Continue in a moment!
(End of this chapter)