The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

For a time, everyone began to guess whether the words of the Redflame Beast were true; they were waiting for Shen Yanxiao to respond.

Shen Yanxiao shrugged her shoulders.

"I’m not that delicate. I don't need Vermillion Bird’s protection. So what if I’m a Senior Professional? But, if you let your master lose under my hand, wouldn’t that mean you are incompetent?"

Shen Yanxiao actually admitted it!!!

Everyone was utterly dumbfounded.

The Second Stage Professional in their minds suddenly became a Senior Professional. The gap between the two levels was just too big!

They all had been waiting for Shen Yanxiao to summon the so-called phantom beasts to broaden their horizons. But great, their hope was completely shattered.

In that case, in this battle between Shen Yanxiao and Duan Hen, Shen Yanxiao could be said to have completely fallen into a disadvantageous position. Whether it were personal strength or their magical beasts, Duan Hen had the upper hand.

The people who initially had some hopes for Shen Yanxiao were not so optimistic about her now.

Even the expression of Duan Hen was like he had felt something wrong. According to the information that he had received from Elder Wen, and when he and Shen Yanxiao had met in the Falling Moon Pond previously, he clearly felt that Shen Yanxiao had a stronger aura than himself. That was clearly the strength of a Second Stage Professional.

But today, Shen Yanxiao’s aura was much weaker than his; she was indeed at the level of a Senior Professional.

Why did Shen Yanxiao’s strength suddenly fall back after these ten days had pa.s.sed?

Elder Wen on the viewing platform was laughing madly. He recalled ten days ago when he had thickened his face to discuss with Shen Yanxiao about postponing the time of the final match, and “Shen Yanxiao” had acted as if she were the superior one, making him very angry and wanting to vomit blood. But now, this Second Stage Professional had somehow become a Senior Professional. Didn’t this mean that the victory of Duan Hen could already be announced?

Elder Wen almost jumped and applauded. The ten-day delay was really worth it!

"Whether I am incompetent, you will soon know." Redflame Beast glared at Shen Yanxiao: just like a wild beast, full of aggression.

"I will wait and see." Shen Yanxiao was indifferent, but she heard the voice of Vermillion Bird in her mind through their spiritual link.

‘I will protect you!’

Shen Yanxiao smiled slightly.

When the gong of the game echoed, the match between Duan Hen and Shen Yanxiao had officially started!

Almost at the same time, the Redflame Beast and Vermillion Bird turned into their beast form. The two gigantic creatures were both shining in the sky, illuminating the entire venue. Looking from far away, the entire venue looked as if it were burning.

The size of Mythological Beasts was too large; the small ring was not enough to accommodate two of them. Therefore, after the transformation, Vermillion Bird and Redflame Beast had reached a consensus to reduce their sizes.

Only the Mythological-level magical beasts could freely control the size of their body.

Both Mythological Beasts had shrunk to a size small enough to stand in the ring, but both of them had been appearing in their humongous form for a long time now; hence, despite reducing their sizes, the s.p.a.ce in the ring left for Shen Yanxiao and Duan Hen was very little.

The Redflame Beast was a land-type magical beast while Vermillion Bird was a flying-type magical beast. However, there were clear rules in the game. Flying-type magical beasts must not fly outside the span of the ring; therefore, the place where Vermillion Bird could move also looked very narrow.

At the same time, after the transformation of the two Mythological Beasts, flame attacks were immediately released toward each other.

Burning flames instantly swallowed the entire ring.

The audience outside the battleground was in an uproar. Even though there was still some distance to the ring, they could still feel the hot temperature.