"Roar!"
The lion's roar exploded, its sound extremely penetrating, like a heavy hammer striking everyone's heart, making their scalp tingle and sending chills down their spines.
Especially the spiraling horn rooted on the lion's head, which reflects a cold, sharp light in the sunlight, looks as if it's about to pierce a hole in the roof of the car.
It's Golden One-Horned Lion!
Jiang Fan stood behind him, his expression somewhat blank.
When Wei Cangyue first became an instructor in the special training class, he took them to the Demon Beast Research Institute. It was there that he saw Golden One-Horned Lion that looked very similar to this one.
The reason I say "very similar" rather than "exactly the same" is because the Golden One-Horned Lion I saw before was of a very low level, only One Star.
As a monster's cultivation level increases, its appearance will also change accordingly.
Judging from the aura it just unleashed, this Golden One-Horned Lion in front of us is definitely Four Star!
This wasn't the most shocking thing to him; the most shocking thing was that this Golden One-Horned Lion was summoned by this fat man Wang Ou.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck.
Jiang Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heartbeat quickened slightly.
He is Beast Tamer!
Martial Artist form contracts with demonic beasts and then use special secret techniques to contain them in a dedicated special space.
This type of person is collectively known as Beast Tamer.
Of course, not every Martial Artist has the aptitude to become Beast Tamer. While Beast Tamer are not as rare as Spirit Master, they are still a very small minority, with a probability of about one in ten thousand among Martial Artist, which is extremely low.
This one in ten thousand doesn't mean that one out of ten thousand Martial Artist will appear. At least Jiang Fan never saw Beast Tamer in Fortress No. 31, which is also directly proportional to the abundance of spiritual energy in the fortress.
In other words, the closer you get to the central fortress, the denser the spiritual energy becomes, and the number of Beast Tamer also radiates outwards from Fortress No. 1.
He remembered the fat man telling him that he was from Fortress No. 30, which was located on the edge of Fortress No. 31, and both were equally barren of spiritual energy.
In this environment, the fact that the fat man could become Beast Tamer shows that his talent is truly amazing.
Compared to Jiang Fan's relatively calm analysis, Hu Meng and the others standing opposite the fat man were all trembling with fear.
"Yes-yes-- Four Star -- Golden One-Horned Lion!"
One of the underlings was deathly pale and could barely speak. He looked at Hu Meng.
"Meng, Brother Meng, you—you—can you—solve—solve it?"
"Do I solve it, or does it solve me?"
Hu Meng wanted to spit in that underling's face. Damn it, even though he and the Golden One-Horned Lion were both level four, at the same level, how could Martial Artist compare to a thick-skinned demon beast!
Let alone those of the same level, even Martial Artist of a higher level might not be his match.
Otherwise, why would Martial Artist form teams to go to the wilderness? It's because when facing monsters, ganging up is the best way.
The fat man roared angrily, pointing forward at Hu Meng and the others.
" Xiao Gang, get them! Tear their mouths apart!"
"Roar!" The Golden One-Horned Lion pounced in response.
"Ah! Help! Fatty, I know I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
For a moment, Hu Meng and the others fled left and right while desperately pleading.
But the fat man showed no intention of letting them off the hook, continuing to let the Golden One-Horned Lion swipe at their faces one by one with its claws.
Actually, it wanted to aim at their mouths, after all, this was its owner's instruction, but its claws were too big, and with one swipe, its entire head wouldn't be big enough to swat.
Watching the scene of one-sided torture, Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel a pang of envy and admiration.
Beast Tamer who's one in a million is truly amazing. I wish he were Beast Tamer.
These were just thoughts in Jiang Fan's mind. If Wei San or other people in the know heard them, they would definitely criticize him for being shameless.
You're Spirit Master! Compared to the one-in-ten-thousand Beast Tamer, the number of Spirit Master is extremely limited even in the entire Great Xia, okay? It's one thing for others to envy Fatty for being Beast Tamer, but what are you envious of!
" Xiao Gang! He's the one who insulted my ancestors the most viciously! Tear him apart!"
The fat man pointed at the underling who had just tried to become his ancestor's lover, his tone filled with a desire to tear him to shreds.
Upon hearing the name " Xiao Gang " again, Jiang Fan suddenly thought of his colleague in Xiaoqiang Studio, whose nickname was " Gangzi ".
I wonder what he would think if he heard Fatty name the Golden One-Horned Lion after Xiao Gang?
In just a short while, the Golden One-Horned Lion had dealt with Hu Meng and the others, leaving them lying dead or wounded on the ground.
Seeing this, Wei San pursed his lips, lay back down, and looked relaxed and content.
He had been traveling all day and hadn't had a proper rest, so it was good that he didn't have to solve the problem.
In contrast to Wei San's comfort, the other passengers were stunned and stood there dumbfounded, completely unable to react.
"Hmph! How dare you insult my most revered ancestor! You deserve this fate!"
After grunting, the fat man turned around and reached out to stroke the Golden One-Horned Lion's mane.
"Well done! This is a reward for you."
After saying that, the fat man took out a Qi and Blood Raw Stone from his patched-up pocket and threw it on the head of the Golden One-Horned Lion.
The Golden One-Horned Lion opened its mouth and caught it very naturally, its sharp teeth chewing with a crunching sound.
After finishing eating, it immediately looked at the fat man's pocket, its golden vertical pupils filled with anticipation, and its tail behind it wagged like a rattle drum.
The fat man then took out a handful of Qi and Blood Raw Stone, about five in total, and tossed them into the mouth of the Golden One-Horned Lion.
What a wealthy and extravagant tycoon!
Jiang Fan was shocked. Those were Qi and Blood Raw Stone worth 50,000 each! In the blink of an eye, the fat man had taken out six, which was 300,000. He was really extravagant!
"You just put the Qi and Blood Raw Stone in your pocket like that? Aren't you afraid of losing it?"
The fat man patted his pockets; they were bulging.
"Before I left home, my elders specifically told me to keep a low profile, pretend to be poor, not to squander money, and to adapt to the life of an ordinary person. So I didn't put all my Qi and Blood Raw Stone into my spatial ring. Otherwise, every time I feed Xiao Gang, I have to take them out of my spatial ring, which would expose that I'm very rich, wouldn't it?"
Upon hearing this, everyone, including Jiang Fan, gaped in astonishment.
Putting aside the spatial ring, the fact that you casually fed Qi and Blood Raw Stone to demonic beasts already exposes your true colors, okay?
The fat man, unaware of what everyone was thinking, continued, "Besides, how many Qi and Blood Raw Stone can I possibly carry in my pocket? If I lose them, so be it; they're not valuable anyway."
It's nothing valuable!
This statement further provoked everyone.
Jiang Fan's mouth opened slightly, and it took him a few seconds to find his voice again.
"Do you have a lot of Qi and Blood Raw Stone at home?"