C3 Beast king

After pondering for a long time, Fan Ji finally remembered the spirit beast from the explanation given by the system. When he looked at the giant beast again, the 'King' on its head and the sharp claws on its palm all reflected the image of a tiger.

After understanding the history of the beast, Fanji's heart could not help but beat rapidly. He hadn't thought that he would meet a Rank Eight Spirit Beast, the Tiger Frog. What kind of concept was this? A Rank 8 Spirit Beast was a terrifying existence. Let alone a Martial General, even a Martial Commander was a piece of cake.

The spirit beasts in the Sky Water Continent also had different levels, from the lowest level to the first, second, and third level … The tenth step, Spirit Stage, Saint Stage, and Super Saint Stage had a total of thirteen levels. The higher the rank of a Spirit Beast, the stronger they would become. Spirit Beasts that had reached Rank 8 would also possess a certain level of intelligence.

If one advanced to the Spirit Stage after reaching the Tenth Order, they would be able to take human form. As for existences at the Saint-rank, or even higher, there was no need to mention them. He had already reached an earth-shaking level of existence. A shake of his body would cause chaos throughout the continent.

Right now, this frog belonged to the Class 8 Spirit Beast. Not only was it powerful, it also possessed intelligence. This was his first time seeing a Rank 8 Spirit Beast, so besides being afraid, Fan Ji was also curious. This kind of high level spirit beast wasn't something that could be seen just because one wanted to see it. Without a certain amount of luck, one wouldn't even be able to see a fart.

Not daring to breathe too loudly, Fanji continued to look forward cautiously under the cover of the leaves. He didn't dare to move at all. Fan Ji knew that with a Rank 8 Spirit Beast, even the slightest sound could detect that something was wrong.

A Rank 8 Spirit Beast would not even dare to provoke a Martial Commander, let alone a Martial King like Fan Ji. Fortunately, Fan Ji was now five hundred meters away from the frog. If one was careful, the chances of being discovered were low.

Under the Tiger Frog's pressure, the spirit beasts on the left and right sides all lay prostrate on the ground in fear. Under the pressure of a Rank 8 Spirit Beast, a Rank 4 Spirit Beast was nothing more than trash. More importantly, the gigantic body of the Tiger Frog already gave off a sense of oppression.

The two black eyes on the frog's head looked down at the horned cattle and the qilin snake below, while two streams of white gas were ejected from its huge nostrils. Seemingly angry but at the same time disdainful, the giant palm in front of him lifted up gently.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the palm of the frog. The claws on the palm were like silver knives shining under the sunlight. To Fanji's even greater surprise, there was a thin layer of fur on top of it. Just as Fanji focused his attention, the palm suddenly moved.

He only felt a flash before his eyes and the hand disappeared. Immediately after, there was a rumble as the ground was covered with dust. He looked towards the dust cloud on the ground. It was the same spot where the horned cattle were crawling.

A breeze blew, and Fanji saw the scene. A huge handprint appeared in front of his eyes. It was at least half a meter deep. Looking up, Fan Ji was surprised to see a puddle of blood and eight horns scattered around it.

The eight horns were four horned bulls. With a single palm strike from the frog tiger, he killed four horned bulls. Moreover, the mere slap did not carry any energy waves. This caused Fan Ji, who was watching from afar, to feel his eyelids twitch even faster.

Too strong, too strong!

The Horned Bull was a Rank Four spirit beast, and Fan Ji could already tell its power from the battle just now. The two horns on his head were as hard as granite. Otherwise, Fan Ji wouldn't need to use the impact drill from the glove.

However, such a hard horn was actually broken by the Tiger Frog with a slap, and it even landed on the ground in a mess. The power of a Rank Eight spirit beast was too terrifying! Fanji could imagine what would happen if he was hit by that slap, even a strand of his hair would turn into powder.

While Fanji was still in shock over the strength of the frog, the frog on the field began to move again. The hind legs that were crouching suddenly rose up, and directly kicked towards the Qilin Snake camp on the right side. The speed made Fan Ji feel his vision blur, and then another rumbling sound followed.

There was no dust this time, and Fanji had seen the whole thing. It was the same four toed foot, but when it was kicked it directly collided with the eight Qilin snakes in front of it. The eight Qilin snakes seemed to have been hit by a spring as their three meter long bodies were sent flying backwards.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! The sound of trees breaking could be heard. The body of the Qilin directly smashed into three towering trees, breaking them into pieces. Then, it stopped. At this moment, the eight Qilin snakes had already broken into several pieces during the process of flying backwards, exploding and shooting out a rain of blood.

The shocking scene once again caused Fan Ji's small heart to ache painfully. One of his legs directly turned the eight Qilin snakes into a rain of blood. This power was truly shocking. What kind of power was this?

Clutching his mouth tightly, Fan Ji did not dare to breathe. Rank 8 Spirit Beasts were truly too terrifying and powerful. Just the energy of their bodies was this strong. He simply couldn't imagine just how powerful he would be if he were to add in more energy.

Even though the Tiger Frog had killed many people, the Horned Bulls and Qilin snakes on both sides did not resist at all. However, from the trembling of their bodies, one could see their fear and dread. In front of such a powerful existence, no one could resist.

Two streams of white gas were ejected from the Tiger Frog's nostrils, and a few of them began to growl in a low voice. It seemed to be a warning, but at the same time, it also seemed to be an order. The only things Fan Ji saw were the spiritual beasts below bowing their heads. This was immediately followed by the Horned Bulls' furious roars and the scarlet tongue spitting out of the Qilin snake's mouth.

They all scattered to the two sides, and the spirit beasts on the two sides returned to their respective territories. With regards to the blood in the palm print on the ground, which had broken three towering trees and turned into a pile of rotten flesh, all the spirit beasts fled the scene as if they had never seen it before.

How could Fan Ji not understand? This frog was clearly the boss of this mountain. As for coming out as a warning to his little brother, the four dead horned bulls and eight dead qilin snakes were nothing more than dregs.

After dealing with this, the tiger frog's body slowly squatted down from the ground. His bent legs suddenly stomped on the ground, and his entire body flew up into the air. However, in the first three seconds of flight, the two large eyes looked in Fanji's direction.

When the frog's entire body was gone, Fanji collapsed against the tree trunk behind him. Fan Ji could clearly feel the blood congealing in his body from the look the frog had given him. All the hair on his body stood up, and his clothes were drenched in sweat.

Although it was only a short three seconds, it made Fan Ji feel as if time had frozen. The sounds in the surroundings disappeared, and all that could be heard was the rapid thumping of the heart. Fearful, he leaned against the tree trunk and panted heavily. For a moment, Fanji couldn't react.

Perhaps it was because of his low strength. Otherwise, why would the other party let him go? In front of a Rank 8 Spirit Beast, a Martial King did not even have the right to attack. This kind of defeat in terms of strength was a huge setback to Fan Ji, who had always thought that his strength was not bad.

He kept recalling the last look he had seen from the frog in his mind. It seemed to be filled with both disdain and amusement. Heavy emotions constantly disturbed Fan Ji's thoughts. His own strength was too weak. He couldn't even resist a single glance from the other party, and he was even so frustrated.

After a self-deprecating sneer, Fan Ji quickly recovered. His strength could continuously improve. Even though he was only a Martial King now, his strength would definitely increase in the future. Martial Generals, Martial Commander, Martial Immortal, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor, these were all targets to be pursued.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were filled with determination. Looking at the direction the frog left in, he said to himself, "One day, you will definitely return the humiliation you gave me today."

The night sky was especially beautiful, with speckles of starlight constantly flashing in an enchanting way. The trees on the mountain peak swayed in the night wind. Under the moonlight, they seemed to glow slightly. The wind whistled by and caused a buzz in the dark night.

Listen carefully, and you can hear the peristalsis." Two bright lights suddenly lit up in the dark night, and a hissing sound emanated a cold and gloomy aura. A tearing sound suddenly rang out and a long black shadow flashed past, startling a group of birds away.

After barely avoiding the Qilin snake that was crawling past him, Fan Ji carefully observed his surroundings. After discovering that there were no other movements, he continued to walk forward. Whenever he saw any sound, he would find a safe place to hide.

In the afternoon, Fanji was drenched in cold sweat from being frightened by the frog, so he had to rest for a full hour before he could recover. However, because of this delay, the night arrived. Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the night to pass through this mountain peak, but he didn't know that he had arrived at the territory of the Qilin Snake.

There were three bags hanging from his shoulder and a small cloth bag on his waist. Walking like this in the middle of a mountain, Fan Ji felt a sense of sadness. But even so, Fanji felt that he still had to keep all three bags safe.

One of the bags contained the snake gall of a Qilin snake, another held the horn of a horned bull, and the last one held the clothes. Snake gall is of great importance, eating it would definitely be beneficial to the body. The hardness of the horns was destined to be used to forge weapons. This was something that could not be lost. As for his clothes, there was no need to mention them. When he went to the Misty Cloud Academy, he obviously had to bring them with him under any circumstances.

Since they couldn't be lost, Fan Ji decided to keep them all safe. But on the territory of the Qirin Snake, Fanji was truly tired. No matter where he went, he had to be prepared at all times. Otherwise, he would appear from nowhere.

There was no need to mention how strong the snake was as it climbed up the tree. Ever since he climbed a towering tree and saw two Qilins lying paralyzed on top of it, Fan Ji had decided that it was safer to walk on the ground. But this was not the way to go, so Fanji decided to try and see if he could get back to the Horned Bull's territory.

After avoiding a group of Qilin snakes, Fan Ji came to a large rock. Leaning back against the boulder behind him, Fanji truly felt that his balls were hurting. At this rate, when would it be the end? Moreover, it was still night and the surrounding roads were very dark.

Although Fanji's eyes, which had been moistened by battle qi, could see his surroundings at night, it was not omnipotent. The darkness in the surroundings, coupled with the large trees, made it hard to see where they were located. If it wasn't for Fan Ji's sensitive senses, he would have died.