Are you crazy! Are you sure you are a beastmaster?

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Another beastmaster? Isn't Su Ze from the human race also a beastmaster?"

"There aren't many beastmasters in our Blood God Clan. This is the first time I've met one."

"Take a closer look. Maybe you can find many weaknesses of beastmasters, which will verify the idea we proposed yesterday."

The Blood God Clan's geniuses talked in a low voice, all looking seriously at the martial arts arena, looking forward to the next battle.

Outside the field, the commentator's voice became louder.

What's about to begin is the battle between the geniuses!

This is the real purpose of this competition. The battle just now was just an appetizer.

The audience was excited, shouting Feng Qing's name and waving their hands vigorously.

The referee was on guard, and the powerful gods on both sides also paid attention, ready to stop the fight at any time.

After all, they were all Jindan-stage prodigies, and their strength should not be underestimated. No matter which side of the prodigy suffered casualties, it would be a big event.

Therefore, their lives could not be lost.

At this time.

"Players, get ready."

The referee said in a deep voice.

After seeing that both of them were fully prepared, he waved the small bell next to him vigorously.

Dang!

Although the bronze bell was small, the sound instantly spread throughout the venue.

In an instant.

"Roar!"

The three-headed lion beside Feng Qing roared, and its body began to expand and returned to its original form.

Then, he jumped directly onto the back of the three-headed lion.

A faint light rose from Feng Qing's body, echoing with the contracted spirit beast under him, forming a special connection.

This is the most authentic way of fighting for a beastmaster.

It is completely different from Su Ze's free-range style.

A beastmaster fights with his contracted beast, complementing each other and able to exert a fighting power far beyond his own strength!

Andre's expression became serious, knowing that the opponent was not a rotten fish or shrimp, and blood was lingering around him.

In the next moment.

Feng Qing and the three lions launched an attack.

A ray of white light appeared, rushing directly towards Andre at an extremely fast speed, and three extremely sharp wind blades slashed out.

There was a muffled sound of bang.

Andre suddenly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and began to spread rapidly, covering the entire martial arts stage.

His figure disappeared in an instant, as if he had merged into the blood mist.

Sizzle!

Dazzling sparks rose.

The sharp claws of the three lions slapped on the martial arts stage, making a harsh sound.

Outside the field.

Except for those Yuanying or Huashen strongmen, no one could see what was happening inside, and they could only judge the situation through the two breaths.

Boom boom boom!!

A deafening roar came from the blood mist.

But soon, the sound stopped abruptly, and there was no more movement.

Monroe smiled and looked at the opposite side with a playful look.

He had said long ago that the Blood God Clan's genius who crawled out of the pile of dead bodies after a bloody battle was far superior to the human race's genius in actual combat!

In this world, unless your strength is far superior to your opponent.

Otherwise, in the process of fighting, what determines the victory or defeat is more about character and skills, as well as the mentality of seeing death as home!

In addition, Andre is a warrior, and he has a greater advantage than the beastmaster on this kind of martial arts stage with severely restricted terrain!

The range of only a few hundred meters is very limited to large spirit beasts, so it is naturally easy to win.

At this time.

The blood mist gradually dissipated.

Countless people stared at the martial arts arena nervously, wondering who won.

Finally, the blood mist thinned and dissipated.

Exclamations rang out.

Feng Qing and the three lions were covered in blood and fell in the middle of the venue. They were covered with small wounds and bleeding, staining their clothes blood red, looking very miserable.

"This..."

"Our human genius lost..."

For a moment, many people could not accept this result. They looked at everything on the martial arts arena in disbelief and muttered to themselves.

Andre stood aside, smiling, and turned away.

The referee said in a heavy voice:

"In the first round, the Blood God Clan won."

The medical staff came on stage and took Feng Qing and the three lions away for treatment.

Ye Qing and others looked ugly, looking at the Blood God Clan and others on the opposite side, with a hint of anger in their eyes.

"Too heavy! Damn it!"

A genius cursed in a low voice.

Du Yao heard this and said coldly

"Wake up! This is a battle between two races. Don't expect anyone to hold back!"

"Who will play in the next game?"

Suddenly, Lu Jinglong asked.

Suddenly, some people were silent.

The pressure now fell on the human race.

They had already lost one game, so they had to win this one anyway.

Lu Jinglong continued, "How about I do it?"

The Tianjiao looked at each other and nodded.

"Be careful. Their blood mist seems to be able to block the detection of divine thoughts."

Du Yao on the side reminded.

Lu Jinglong nodded, jumped up, and appeared on the martial arts stage.

The opponent sent Patton in this game.

With the ringing of the bell, the battle was about to break out.

A long spear appeared in Lu Jinglong's hand, and he stabbed it out, as fast as a silver dragon.

Patton's face changed, and he immediately knew that his opponent was a tough guy. He didn't dare to hold back and used all his strength.

Bang, bang, bang!

The two men tangled together, fighting evenly.

Not long after, the blood mist appeared again.

Apparently, this was a method that every member of the Blood God Clan would use.

But this time, the battle ended quickly.

Two hideous wounds appeared on Lu Jinglong's chest, blood was flowing out, and his face was pale, but he won after all.

Barton half-knelt on the ground, his body trembling constantly, his face pale.

Lost.

Lost again!

His mentality was somewhat broken.

Originally, being defeated by a strange egg had already caused him a great psychological shadow.

Now he actually lost to the human race's genius again, which made him explode, and he wanted to crash his head into the martial arts stage and die.

But Monroe's voice immediately reached his ears.

"Come down."

This made him stop thinking about it, and he walked down the martial arts stage in a trance.

The cheers of the audience were deafening, very excited.

Lv Jinglong's victory made them clear their minds and cheered up again.

At the same time.

Both sides also started discussing the candidates for the third match.

On the Blood God side, the discussion was very intense.

Everyone wanted to play and was unwilling to give in.

Among them, Newman was the most excited, and he did not forget to mock Patton during the argument.

Because of his excitement, his pale skin looked a little rosy.

In the end, he got the qualification to play as he wished.

The bell was echoing.

The two tribes' geniuses came on stage, and the third chapter of the competition officially began!

Newman held two short knives, his smile looked a little ferocious, and his figure disappeared in an instant, rushing towards the human genius opposite.