"What the hell?!"
Suddenly, Zhao Family Patriarch, who hadn't made his presence known, exclaimed in shock, drawing everyone's attention.
A blood-soaked humanoid was slowly rising from the ground, Sequence Three's mouth-dagger viciously plunged into the Zhao Family Patriarch's back.
The pain of his soul being torn apart made the Zhao Family Patriarch kick the humanoid away with a ferocious kick, clutching his chest and gasping for breath.
The kicked humanoid also slowly stood up, its entire body covered in blood, encased in newly grown skin, revealing Qian Er's appearance.
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Seeing this scene, everyone's breath hitched, staring in astonishment at the Qian Er flesh clone with only half a body remaining, then at this brand new Qian Er, who had emerged from an open spatial backpack at his feet.
"...Another flesh clone, good kid, you really have the style of a Dark-type Beast Master."
Because the tiger skin cloak wasn't on the body, the abnormality of the flesh clone was immediately discovered by the other True Kings present, and Du Xiuming gritted his teeth, desperately trying not to laugh.
The newly appeared flesh clone looked around and quickly grasped the situation.
He helplessly scratched his head.
"What's going on? Things got so exciting as soon as I logged in?"
In the Imperial Academy dormitory, Qian Er also made a synchronized movement, his several beasts barely recovering from the drunken energy state, and he immediately had his beasts contact the flesh clone.
But he didn't expect that the original flesh clone number one had actually died.
Helpless, he could only activate the backup plan, temporarily remotely controlling flesh clone number two, and after number two left the spatial backpack, he immediately launched an attack on all the creatures around him.
And after successfully attacking the people around him with the dagger, he opened his eyes and saw the current situation.
After figuring out the situation, Qian Er swaggered over and stood behind Du Xiuming, and although the others hated this scene, they couldn't do anything about Qian Er.
After all, this was just a clone, and killing it wouldn't do anything.
For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on Qian Er's flesh clone number two, everyone's eyes flashing rapidly, thoughts swirling in their minds, and the eyes of the three from the military gradually became fierce, even opening the doors to their beast spaces in unison.
"The Zhao fellow's soul is damaged, he's the weakest, the plan changes, try to keep that guy here!"
Du Xiuming's eyes widened, the excitement in his eyes almost overflowing, originally they were just thinking of killing a few more beasts, and then slowly plotting, after all, if they were pushed too hard, the eight families might band together for warmth, that would be a full eight True King-level Beast Masters, which they definitely didn't want to see.
But he didn't expect the turning point to come so quickly, now that the Zhao Family Patriarch was seriously injured, perhaps they could take this opportunity to directly eliminate one.
"Destroy Zhao first, destroy Zhao first!"
The one-eyed old man Zhou Wu's only remaining eye was frighteningly wide, his eyeball full of bloodshot, shouting at the top of his lungs.
"Primal Ape, seal the space!"
The sickly Imperial Marquis Wu Shen Yifei also stopped pretending to be sick at this time, shouting quickly to the Primal Ape, this was a battle of double-digit True Kings, if even a little bit of the aftermath was released, this city below would be finished.
And the black hairy hand's movements were also very fast, the palm stretched out, and Qian Er saw the scenery in front of him shake for a while, eventually becoming pitch black.
Just like the Buddha's Palm World in mythology where the Buddha teases the Monkey King, Qian Er couldn't see the edge of this black space at a glance.
Rumble!!!
Along with a loud noise, Qian Er's flesh clone also completely disconnected, the two sides there had no scruples after the space was sealed, and they all released all their beasts, starting a terrifying melee.
And no one cared about Qian Er's flesh clone in the melee, since it wasn't a real person anyway, so this flesh clone was simply้ๆญป by the aftermath.
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"What's going on, are they all so ferocious?"
In the Imperial Academy, Qian Er, who was staring intently at the mirror, watching this scene from the perspective of the flesh clone, sighed and stood up from the bed.
His fingers on both hands had all disappeared, the flesh at the wound squirming, beginning to regrow.
The biggest fish over there had already taken the bait, and he didn't need to use these little tricks to fill the flesh clone with his aura, it was enough to grow them out.
The feeling of not having fingers during this time was terrible.
"Beast Master, when are you going to activate flesh clone number three?"
The Blood-Burning Saint walked out of the beast space, looking at Qian Er, whose fingers had grown back halfway, and asked.
"Let's wait a little longer, after all, it's a True King-level battle, how can it end so easily, I'll take a nap first, and then activate number three to take a look when I wake up."
Yawning, Qian Er fell directly onto the bed.
Remotely controlling the flesh clone is very draining on mental power, even if he is a quasi-King-level Beast Master, and his soul has been nourished by so many soul flowers, he is still a little overwhelmed after such a long time.
He slept until the sun went down before waking up.
Looking at the red light of the setting sun outside the window, Qian Er subconsciously stood up and wanted to go see the vegetables he planted.
But after taking two steps, he stopped, his hand, which had returned to normal, covering his face.
"Oh right, I'm already in the Beast World, I don't have to worry about survival anymore."
Then he lay on the bed, quietly looking at the ceiling, and after a while, suddenly let out a burst of laughter, the laughter getting louder and louder, eventually turning into wild laughter.
After laughing, he got out of bed and summoned all his beasts.
"Come, come, come, activate number three."
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In Lian Yuan City, all the teachers and students of the Imperial Academy gathered together, next to them were the ruins of the hotel, the students gathered in small groups chatting, to relieve the tension in their hearts, while the teachers looked up at the sky from time to time, their eyes full of worry.
The students only knew that they were attacked by the Wen family, one of the eight families, but they didn't know the specifics, and the teachers knew more, but it was also limited.
"Have all the students arrived?"
The team leader instructor tied Wen Xia Yun up like a caterpillar, then sat on his back, and asked a nearby instructor.
"Well, except for Qian Er, everyone else is here."
The instructor who was asked naturally said the data that had already been compiled.
As for Qian Er's safety, they weren't worried, that was something for those big shots to worry about.
"Heh, he's dead, those are three True Kings, do you think he can still live!"
Wen Xia Yun's voice rang out, but no one paid attention to him.
Ever since that scream came out, this guy has been like this, seemingly hypnotizing himself.
At first, they were still worried, but later they were too lazy to pay attention to this guy.
"Hey, I think you should change my position."
Suddenly, Wen Xia Yun shook his body and said to the team leader instructor sitting on his back.
"What? Still asking me to treat prisoners favorably?"
The team leader instructor trimmed his nails impatiently and said irritably.
"No, it's like something is growing out from under my stomach."
Wen Xia Yun shook his body uncomfortably, he felt that the thing under his body was getting bigger and bigger.
