Up in the sky, Puxian and Wenshu gathered the eight hundred Arhats again and relayed Tathagata's instructions.
It amounted to another round of counseling, telling the Arhats to display the spirit of Spirit Mountain's Bodhisattvas and bravely make sacrifices, while also informing them of Tathagata's plan.
Although the eight hundred Arhats felt unwilling and still trembled with lingering fear, their leader had given his instructions. What else could they do? They could only steel themselves and agree to this brain-dead contest.
An hour flashed by!
"All right, we're ready! Our first contestant is Taming Tiger Arhat!"
"What Magic Treasure will you use this time? Please announce its name."
After some mental preparation, Taming Tiger Arhat was the first to be pushed forward.
"This one, the Automatic Hitting Gas. Spray yourselves with it, if you have the guts!"
Golden Horn and Silver Horn exchanged a glance, immediately selected a balloon from among their gadgets, and tossed it straight in front of Taming Tiger Arhat.
Looking at that white balloon, Taming Tiger Arhat was actually panicking.
But with so many people watching behind him, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and puncture the balloon!
Bang!
Black gas sprayed out of the balloon. Once Taming Tiger smelled it, his body snapped straight to attention.
"Taming Tiger, go hit that rock for me!"
Silver Horn took out a Spray-Paint Gun, flew over to a nearby rock, and sprayed an X on it.
At his command-
"Ah! I'm hitting the rock! I'll beat you to death! Beat you to death!"
Taming Tiger Arhat ran straight over and began pummeling the rock, battling it with both wits and strength as though it were the enemy who had murdered his father.
"Another control-type Magic Treasure."
Puxian recorded it from the sidelines.
"Embracing