"All King-level, but why do I feel like you guys are a bit weak?"
Lu Wu emerged from the flames,
muttering to himself as he moved toward Number 67.
Number 67, pinned down by the "Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword," couldn't move, but the Thunder Snake beside him seemed almost unaffected.
"Retreat!"
At this command, knowing he couldn't beat his opponent, Number 67 prepared to ride the Thunder Snake to escape, but he was too late.
"Since you're here, don't leave now, huh!"
Lu Wu pounced with a sinister smile, grabbed the Thunder Snake by its tail, and gave it a violent twist,
smashing the ten-meter-long Thunder Snake heavily onto the ground.
The scene was as shocking as it could get.
And Lu Wu was as ferocious as they come, charging forward, violently stepping on the snake's head, fists clenched with sparks of electricity, punching the King-level Summoned Beast to death.
As the Thunder Snake was killed, Number 67's face turned pale, obviously suffering from the backlash.
