Lin Pangpang's opportunistic kill had absolutely maxed out his swagger points. Even Li Lei felt afterward that his warning had been unnecessary.
At the same time, they had witnessed the wonders of Armament Haki—it could isolate toxins.
After severing its tail to survive, the Salamander Battle General had planned to eat Lin Pangpang, whose Blood Vitality was flourishing among the group. Unfortunately, its target was too tough, something the Salamander Battle General had never anticipated.
It was no exaggeration to say that Food-Type Spirit Martial Practitioners held immense appeal for Demon Beasts. Especially someone like Lin Pangpang, whose talent was Blood Vitality Infusion—his attraction to Demon Beasts was enormous.
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, grateful to have escaped the jaws of a Silver Tier Battle General—
A large number of Demon Beasts crawled out of the water along the street beside the wall.
There were even quite a few Bronze Tier Crab Generals among them. Their bodies were pitch-black, as though they had activated Armament Haki, and they stood as tall as ten meters. Their pincers gleamed with sharp, icy light, clanging like metal as they walked.
"Damn, why are there so many?"
There were at least two hundred Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals combined, completely filling the entire street.
"The Salamander Battle General drew them here," Li Lei explained.
He was standing on the highest rooftop, looking toward Class Nine's position, only to find that there were barely any Demon Beasts over there.
Damn it! That bastard Zhao Jie was still thinking of watching the show at a time like this. Was this really the time to compete?
Likewise, on Class Nine's side, the student who had previously suggested that Zhao Jie support Class Eight could no longer stand it. He had already been unable to