"Arrogant!" the middle-aged man shouted sharply.
Intense murderous intent poured from him. He knew he might not be Qin Fan's match, but even if it meant certain death, he had no room for retreat. For the Training Spirit Clan, the half-Spiritual Beasts here were their very lifeline.
"Arrogant? If you say so," Qin Fan replied with a casual smile. Without another look, he tossed his Hemp Vine Whip to the side.
SWOOSH!
A tiger lagging at the back was instantly ensnared by the Hemp Vine Whip. Its body was abruptly wrenched around and, constrained by the whip, it was dragged helplessly toward Qin Fan.
ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!
The roars were a mixture of threat and terror.
It all happened in a flash. Qin Fan shifted his body, leaped into the air, and his hand shot out like a shadow. In an instant, he had grabbed the tiger's head and slammed it down.
WHINE!
