"God bless him. Let him defeat that ugly, disgusting monster..."
Mirai had only threatened the strongmen to stop them from continuing to beat up Mr. He Qian, but he had never expected them to be so frightened that they would kneel and beg for mercy.
"Forget it. Let them kneel. This should be punishment for being so disgusting all this time."
Mirai shrugged, then looked at the Thousand Poison Toad. Although he had not paid much attention to it, he did not dare underestimate it.
Johnson's strength was equivalent to that of a Chunin-level ninja in Hokage. However, this monster might possess some strange magic or other abilities. If he underestimated it too much, he could easily suffer a setback.
Therefore, even though Mirai intended to use the Thousand Poison Toad as a target for his sword, using his opponent to build real combat experience, he still focused all his attention on preventing any strange moves from the Thousand Poison Toad. If his life was threatened, he could immediately use the Divine Wind Sword, unleash defensive sword techniques and killing tactics, and directly kill the Thousand Poison Toad.
Although Mirai had planned things well, the Thousand Poison Toad, as an old monster, was no pushover either.
When the Thousand Poison Toad had first appeared inside the waterspout and learned that Mirai was controlling it, it had been so frightened that it ran away.
But after observing and thinking it over again, although this water dragon was terrifying, it was far inferior to John Xun at his peak, let alone a monster with the strength of a Greater Demon.
In its eyes, the water dragon was practically fake. Its power was probably only at the level of an ordinary monster—equivalent to a Chunin in Hokage—and was not frightening to the Thousand