"Pfft, pfft."
Just as most of the crowd's attention was drawn to the fierce battle between Lin Ye and Mu Zhan, momentarily turning away, a new development unfolded on Nalan Yanran's side.
Utterly focused, her fair cheeks slightly flushed with tension and concentration, she swung her longsword and unleashed the Wind-Form Spirit-Splitting Sword. Two sword shadows darted like nimble spirit snakes, carrying a fierce momentum as they pierced a Magic Wolf's eyes with unerring precision.
"Aaarooo-"
The Magic Wolf immediately let out an earthshaking roar, as though its voice would shatter the very air throughout the beast arena.
It went berserk in an instant, charging wildly around the arena. Its massive body barreled through everything, kicking up dust wherever it went, as though everything around it had become a target for venting its agony.
For a moment, the other six Magic Wolves were affected as well.
Some were struck by the crazed Magic Wolf and let out muffled grunts; others were left bewildered by the sudden turn of events and circled where they stood.
The entire scene descended into chaos in an instant, and the Magic Wolves' tightly coordinated attack formation collapsed.
Standing nearby, the Wolf King roared furiously again and again. Its cries seemed to carry some sort of command as it tried to regain control, restore order among the Magic Wolves, and have them launch another organized attack on Xiao Qian and Nalan Yanran.
But the Magic Wolves were all caught up in panic now and ignored its commands entirely. Its roars were futile, accomplishing nothing.
"Pfft, pfft!"
Seeing the Magic Wolves' formation fall apart, Nalan Yanran rejoiced, a gleam of excitement flashing through her eyes.
She knew this was a rare opportunity. Moreover, Xiao Qian's hand gave her timely, gentle pushes at her waist or back, providing