"No violation." My question was quickly denied by Jimo Guangru, which left me incredibly frustrated. But when those black beasts appeared within sight, allowing me to observe their full details, I immediately understood why.
Of the three contestants, Geng Xiu's two hands, hidden inside her sleeves, were trembling nonstop, as if controlling some sort of rhythm. That made dozens of unimaginably huge and terrifying black beasts look utterly obedient!
And those black beasts weren't intact, either. Some had rotten eyes; others had corroded necks and bodies, with pus oozing everywhere, or festering sores and maggots growing on them. Their grades were extremely high, but they looked like a horde of rotting corpses!
It seemed that although the Xuanyuan and Fu lineages appeared impressive, the truly outstanding one—the person capable of influencing the battle's course—was this Geng Xiu!
"So many... ancient ferocious beasts... Big Brother Xia, what do we do?" Mao Chuchu said nervously beside me. Some of the beasts were as large as hills. Others were smaller, but they looked as though they were about to open their mouths and devour us, vicious beyond compare.
I swallowed, unable to stop myself from thinking that controlling so many ferocious beasts alone was something never before seen. Against any other team, this would practically be an absolute crushing victory! What team could possibly beat them?
Xuanyuan Hui hadn't moved an inch. He remained standing in front of Geng Xiu. Although he looked vigilant, his eyes held a satisfied gleam. He was probably extremely familiar with our expressions, because every team before us had fallen to this terrifying scene.
As for Fu Shuang of the Fu Household, she held a long pestle that looked like a sword but wasn't one. It was covered in runes. She was probably not only skilled at assassination,