Lu Yunxiao smiled faintly, his smile warm and radiant.
"But the question is, can they defeat that fierce beast?"
With a smile, Lu Yunxiao delivered the fatal blow.
What he said was right, and his analysis was sound.
But had they truly analyzed the most important point—the gap in strength between the two sides?
No matter how brilliant everything said beforehand was, if this point was not taken into account, it was all empty and meaningless.
"They should be able to, right? After all, there are so many people here..."
Cao Ying looked at the sea of figures and could not help saying.
If these people joined forces, their combined strength would still be quite formidable.
"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants. They cannot shake a giant dragon."
"Everything else Song Qing said was right, but he overlooked the most fatal point. That fierce beast does not merely have one foot in the eighth tier."
"It is a true eighth-tier fierce beast, with combat strength far surpassing that of an ordinary Dou Zun."
"As for these people, it is not that I look down on them, but they are still far from enough."
"If they intended to sneak in secretly, it would be difficult, but they might still have a chance of completing the mission."
"If they planned to confront that fierce beast head-on, all I can say is that the odds are heavily against them."
"Quite a few people will definitely leave their lives there."
"Of course, Song Qing will be fine. He certainly will not be charging at the front, will he?"
Lu Yunxiao said with a smile.
"What? It is not a beast with half a foot in the eighth tier, but a true eighth-tier fierce beast?"
Cao Ying was startled. This