"Roar, roar, roar-"
As the gates at the Beast Arena's eight compass points slowly opened, the metallic creaking mingled with the Magic Wolves' howls. Deafening roars instantly resounded throughout the grounds.
Sixteen enormous Magic Wolves charged into the arena like primordial beasts galloping out of an ancient wilderness, their momentum ferocious.
Every one of them radiated a powerful aura. Their massive bodies kicked up clouds of dust as they ran, like miniature sandstorms rolling in.
Savage light gleamed in eyes as large as bronze bells, and sharp fangs glinted coldly in the sunlight. Their terrifying appearance alone was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart.
"Heavens! They're all Tier 2 Magic Wolves! They're equivalent to Dou Shi experts!"
Someone in the crowd was the first to cry out, their voice shrill and trembling with shock, as though they had been struck by a thunderbolt.
"Are these rules meant to eliminate everyone below Dou Zhe in one fell swoop?" another martial artist said, frowning helplessly.
"Brutal! Thrilling!"
The spectators, however, found the format fascinating. They stared into the arena with wide eyes and excited faces, impatient to see what spectacular, fierce clashes would follow.
Tens of thousands of spectators exclaimed and chattered at once. Their voices surged like a raging tide, wave after deafening wave, seemingly filling the entire Beast Arena. Even the air quivered beneath the wall of sound.
Meanwhile, across the eight sections of the arena, many of the contestants in the dozens of teams turned pale as paper at the sight of the ferocious Tier 2 Magic Wolves, their faces drained of blood and their eyes filled with terror.
After all, nearly ninety percent of them were Dou Zhe. They had hoped to put up a fight with their Dou Techniques and skills, never expecting to encounter such