War God Asura

But compared to the crowd watching, Nan Guo Xianshen, the head of the Xifen Mansion, had already frowned, his face a little embarrassed, and even a row of sweat beads had been sent back to his forehead.

Because this year's disciples in the Western Branch, compared with the performance of the disciples in the Eastern Branch, there is indeed a huge difference. Even if ten high-level Asura battle spirits challenge a preliminary fierce beast, it seems a bit difficult.

Especially beside him, Nan Guo Xianshen's expression became more gloomy under the constant humiliation of the Palace Master of the East Fen Palace.

"Hey, Palace Lord Nan Guo, it seems that this year your Western Branch has indeed made some progress, but it is only compared to previous years."

"Now there are nine groups of hundreds of disciples. Even if you, the last ten disciples, dare to challenge a middle-rank beast, you will only be equal to the score of Beifen."

"Moreover, among the last ten disciples, there is only one disciple of Intermediate Asura Battle Soul. Do they really dare to challenge the Intermediate Fierce Beast?"

The palace lord of the Eastern Branch Palace continued to ridicule and sarcasm, as if only in this way could it be balanced and make up for the shame of the previous actions by the palace lord Nan Guo.

"Humph!"

It's just that Nan Guo Xian Shen just snorted in response to his ridicule, and didn't care too much.

Because at this moment, he had focused his gaze on Xing Jue. The weakest existence in the eyes of this outsider was his strongest trump card in the Western Branch.

"What kind of beast to challenge, have you thought about it?"

When Xingjue, Li Xiaohan, Li Yuran and the last ten disciples walked up and down, the holy elder asked with a kind smile.

"Four high-ranking fierce beasts!" Xing Jue replied with a loud voice.

"What? Four high-level fierce beasts? Did I hear you wrong?"

"Is he crazy? With the strength of his little Asura war spirit, he dared to challenge the high-level fierce beasts. This is simply seeking his own death."

However, as soon as Xing Jue's words came out, it caused an uproar.

Whether they have been paying attention to them, or those who have not been paying attention to them, their eyes are focused on Xing Jue at this moment.

This most inconspicuous existence seems to be the focus of the audience's attention at this moment, but the look is more like a clown.

"Four high-level fierce beasts, are you sure this is your choice?"

In fact, not only the onlookers, but even the holy elder asked again in disbelief to confirm the answer of Xing Jue and others.

"This is our choice."

Xing never spoke this time, but Li Xiaohan and nine other disciples of Li Yuran answered together.

Because they had already made this decision before, the four high-level fierce beasts could not only defeat the scores of the Eastern Branch, and make the Western Branch the king of this subtest.

The four high-level fierce beasts are also challenges that Xing Jue and Li Xiaohan can bear, because they want to take this opportunity to do an experiment.

"Palace Master Nan Guo, is your disciple crazy? Not to mention the four high-level fierce beasts, one fierce beast is enough to make them die without a place to be buried."