The third match pitted Big Guy of the Southern Territory against Wolfblood of the Northern Territory's Demon Race.
Wolfblood's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the towering behemoth before him, a trace of astonishment and awe rising in his heart.
Among the Demon Race, a Demonic Beast's enormous size usually signified greater strength and majesty.
And the "big fellow" standing opposite him was clearly no exception. Even from a distance, that burly, muscular body gave the impression of something unshakable and impossible to match.
Especially when he radiated that chilling, razor-sharp aura, it was enough to make anyone's courage falter.
Yet Wolfblood had fought a hundred battles. How could he retreat so easily?
He threw back his head and roared, "Awoooo!!"
Then, in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a pure-white wolf king over three meters tall. Every hair stood on end, his sharp fangs gleamed coldly, and a terrifying aura of savage, bloodthirsty brutality enveloped him.
At the same time, the wolf king raised his head toward the sky and howled incessantly, as though he meant to unleash every last scrap of his fury and overwhelming presence.
Faced with such a fierce and formidable opponent, Big Guy showed not the slightest fear.
Instead, he absentmindedly rubbed the back of his head, secretly vexed with himself.
Earlier, a moment of carelessness had let Qi Qing's sweet, pretty face fool him, and he had suffered a nasty sneak attack. Even now, his abdomen still ached faintly.
With that lesson in mind, he absolutely could not repeat the same mistake this time. He had to give it everything he had!
At that thought, Big Guy unhesitatingly held out his hands and quickly pulled on the spiked gauntlets Huo Xiaoman had custom-made for him.
These gauntlets were treasures he