When You An appeared in the Duel Arena, Jiang Yan admitted that for a moment, he was dazed.
"Isn't this a Void-Rending Weasel?"
Very quickly, the opponent's moves confirmed Jiang Yan's suspicions.
The Void-Rending Weasel let out a strange cry and vanished. The next second, a gust of wind rose behind Jiang Yan.
"It really is."
Jiang Yan did not dodge. He wanted to test how strong his body had become.
System Log updated: You received a massage. Your muscles relaxed slightly.
Jiang Yan:?
"Hey, hey, hey, that's a little insulting to the weasel, isn't it?!"
But honestly, the Void-Rending Weasel's strength was quite decent. It would probably make a qualified massage therapist.
"Screech!"
You An was furious. He had actually seen enjoyment in this human's eyes.
Insult! Naked, blatant insult!
Then descend into hell with regret!
You An flashed above Jiang Yan's head, his sharp claws striking directly at Jiang Yan's crown.
Clang!
A good head really did sound nice.
Damage at this level could not even trigger Desperate Truth or Moment of Truth. Jiang Yan did not even feel like dodging.
"It seems my combat power has already reached an unimaginable level."
Jiang Yan pondered this, then clenched the air. A giant hand radiating black vortexes seized the Void-Rending Weasel's claws.
Hunxu Ancestral Spirit!
The light in the Duel Arena was devoured. Even the dark green ferocity in the Void-Rending Weasel's eyes was swallowed clean, leaving only Jiang Yan's black-and-white eyes gleaming within the eternal gray darkness.
The Void-Rending Weasel struggled desperately, even attempting to use spatial traversal to escape Jiang Yan's restraints.
But to his disappointment and terror—he failed!
Beyond this chaotic darkness, it was as though a giant hand had clamped down on him tightly, leaving him unable to move even an inch. The