Somewhere on the mountaintop.
The Big Black Dog looked around, seemingly observing the terrain of the Creation Taiyi Sect's mountain, his eyes flickered with light as he muttered to himself, "I really don't know how much longer this tournament is going to drag on..."
The Big Black Cat glanced at him, "What's wrong, Dog? Are your hands itching again, wanting to go tomb raiding?"
"No, no, it's just a habit of mine to look around... Cat Brother, I've already washed my hands and retired!"
The Big Black Dog hurriedly waved his hand.
"Then why are you so impatient? Dog, you better watch closely - wait for the young miss to display her divine prowess, smashing those seeded players into running for their lives, that's going to be so entertaining!"
The Big Black Cat chuckled.
"With the young miss's strength, taking first place is absolutely a sure thing!"
The Big Black Dog said with a cheeky grin.
