But...
The Old Beast Monarch smiled, letting go of the giant sword, and then punched hard at Ye Mingqiu's chest, making his wide eyes bulge and tremble in dry heaves.
"I understand your urgency, but battle is not child's play; you can't just focus on your opponent's weapon. You must consider what techniques they might use besides their weapon. Foreign powerhouses are different from our Beast Race; they will use unexpected skills in battle, then kill our people."
The Old Beast Monarch released his grip and looked down at Ye Mingqiu, who had been struck at a critical point.
Next, what Beast God Continent will face will not be internal beastmen but powerhouses from beyond the continent, so he felt it necessary to teach the new Beast King how to counter foreign invaders.
He continued, "Years ago, I saw a human dominator wearing a white magic robe and holding a wooden magic staff. We met on a narrow path."
