A man named Sun Xiaochuan had strange patterns tattooed all over his arm, from his wrist up to his shoulder. They gave him a rather ferocious look.
The other man, Hu Chenfeng, was bald and had a cigarette holder between his lips. With every breath he took, the smell of tobacco drifted toward Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing disliked the smell. He waved his hand in front of his face, trying to clear away the smoke.
When Sun Xiaochuan saw Xiao Qing and Oscar step into the ring, he froze for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed.
He nudged his companion with his elbow and shouted, "Hey, Old Hu, look! Heaven really is looking out for us brothers! They actually gave us such weak opponents! Look at that pretty boy, all pale and delicate, and the other one's a food-type support Soul Master! Hahahaha!"
Hu Chenfeng laughed along, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Qing and Oscar with open contempt. "You can say that again! I thought we'd have a tough fight today, but this is it? Heh, looks like we can finish early tonight and go check out that new beauty who just arrived in the south of the city!"
The two men chatted and laughed without restraint, paying Xiao Qing and Oscar no mind at all.
The host stood on the raised platform at the edge of the ring and lifted his right hand high. "The match begins!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the two burly men released their Martial Souls almost simultaneously.
A flash of yellow light passed over Sun Xiaochuan. The Phantom Shadow of a massive gray wolf appeared behind him, his hands grew thicker, and sharp claws sprang from his fingertips.
Hu Chenfeng let out a low growl, and the Phantom