230 Admit Defeat!
Golden Feather was still alright, but the seven-star Windstorm Saber-Toothed Tiger King wanted to cry. Beiting Huang was simply shameless to the extreme. He actually let a nine-star Shadow Moon Silver Wolf deal with him. The Silver Wolf’s speed was extremely fast. In the same star-class situation, its attack power might not be comparable to the Saber-Toothed Tiger King, but there was a difference of two stars between them.
The difference in strength between seven stars and above was like the difference between heaven and earth, let alone two stars!
The Sabre-toothed Tiger King could already foresee the miserable state of being tortured.
How were they going to fight this battle with such a huge disparity in strength?
How much chance did a Heaven Class Spirit Master without a Spirit Beast have of winning in front of a peak Earth Class Spirit Master who was fully armed?
Dongfang Jiao was not stupid. At this moment, he could only look pitifully at Chu Feng for help. Chu Feng, who was as cold as a ten-thousand-year-old glacier, stared straight at Beiting Huang, as if he did not see Dongfang Jiao’s resentful gaze at all.
When Dongfang Jiao saw that Beiting Huang was closing in on him with her flexible sword shining coldly, the coldness in her eyes was even colder than the flexible sword. The magical beasts on both sides were also ready to attack, and neither side was willing to back down. Dongfang Jiao made up his mind and raised his hand to stop her. He took a deep breath and held onto a big tree beside him. He stared at Beiting Huang and said, “If you really think that I’m going to capture this guy to exchange for a holy beast, you’ve misunderstood me!”
“Misunderstanding you?” Beiting Huang was wondering if this guy was really from the Dongfang family. Why was he so spineless? However, for a Heaven Class Spirit Master with a divine beast, the temptation of a holy beast was indeed not too great. “I don’t care if you’re steamed or boiled. If I want to kill you now, you’ll die!”
Dongfang Jiao stared at Beiting Huang in horror. How could this brat be so ruthless at such a young age? “What’s the benefit of killing me? I don’t have much money in my interspatial ring. From the looks of it, you should be from some hidden faction. For a Spirit Master who has a huge group of magical beasts, that bit of money is definitely not worth it!”
At this point, Dongfang Jiao regretted not letting Beiting Huang off just now. He did not really want to capture Chu Feng and bring him back to the Silver Moon Liberia Empire to exchange for a Holy Beast. This was completely a misunderstanding. If he lost his life because of this, he really could not die in peace.
Now that things had come to this, he no longer suspected that Beiting Huang was deliberately targeting him. Although he was a genius of the Dongfang family, was Beiting Huang’s talent very low? If she threw out any one of her skills, would it not cause a commotion on this continent? A 14-year-old peak Great Spirit Master who had cultivated elemental energy was unprecedented and could already be considered half a Heaven-rank.
Did such a freak still need to step on Dongfang Jiao’s face?
If he said this, the person who would be embarrassed was not Beiting Huang, but Dongfang Jiao.
Dongfang Jiao was still filled with regret. He was deeply afraid that Beiting Huang would not let him go. He did not think that a young person like Beiting Huang would have good intentions. How could someone who dared to come to the Soul Breaking Mountain Range be a soft-hearted person?
Moreover, Dongfang Jiao was not blind when she saw the cold killing intent in Beiting Huang’s eyes.
Swallowing his saliva, Dongfang Jiao continued to persuade him. “Although killing someone in the Soul Breaking Mountain Range is very common, killing me is really harmful without any benefits. For some reason, the four great clans came out together and brought a training team of more than a hundred people to the Soul Breaking Mountain Range…”