“Hurry, darling Mystic Butterfly, sprinkle some white powder. These Spirit Stones will be mine.”
Feng Yunqi’s eyes were focused. Upon seeing the appearance of the Mystic Butterfly, he clenched his fists excitedly and chanted.
But as the saying goes, extreme joy begets sorrow. Mystic Butterfly’s usual victory did not carry over in this competition.
Before the Scarlet Lion’s sharp claws reached it, the Mystic Butterfly flapped its wings as usual and shook off a large amount of white powder onto the Scarlet Lion.
The Scarlet Lion sneezed after being sprinkled all over, but it did not go crazy and attack itself like the previous few demons.
The claw that was reaching for the Mystic Butterfly did not stop at all.
The Mystic Butterfly obviously did not expect its white powder to fail. After being stunned for two seconds, it hurriedly flapped its wings and dodged the Scarlet Lion’s claws.
It was a little slow to react. Although it successfully dodged this attack, its snow-white wings were scratched by the aura around the Scarlet Lion’s claws.
The snow-white powder was blown by the wind and flew everywhere.
Most of the white powder on the wings of the Mystic Butterfly was blown away.
The Mystic Butterfly flapped its broken wings and flew unsteadily, trying to shake the remaining white powder on its wings onto the Scarlet Lion.
The Scarlet Lion sneezed twice but was still unaffected.
The viciousness in its eyes intensified. With another claw, it directly tore off one of the wings of the Mystic Butterfly.
The Mystic Butterfly lost one of its wings and fell to the ground.
The Scarlet Lion let out a victorious roar and rushed forward. It raised its claws and slammed them at the Mystic Butterfly.
Before the claw hit the Mystic Butterfly, the strong aura it produced had already left seven to eight bloody wounds on its body.
If it really landed, the Mystic Butterfly would only become a pile of minced meat.
“I admit defeat!”
Jun Mohuang suddenly stood up from Di Lingtian’s arms and was about to form a seal with her hands. She then teleported to the Beast Fighting Arena to save the Mystic Butterfly.
Di Lingtian reacted before her.
Jun Mohuang only felt a black shadow flash in front of her. Di Lingtian’s figure had already appeared in the Beast Fighting Arena.
When the Scarlet Lion was a meter away from the Mystic Butterfly, it saved it.
Another black shadow flashed and Di Lingtian brought the Mystic Butterfly to Jun Mohuang.
On the ground, one of the Mystic Butterfly’s wings had already shattered and its body was covered in two-finger-deep wounds.
Jun Mohuang squatted down guiltily and checked the Mystic Butterfly’s injuries. She immediately poured a few bottles of medicine to treat its external injuries.
Compared to other types of demons, the Mystic Butterfly was gentle and beautiful.
Since the butterfly grew up consuming Jun Mohuang’s spiritual essence, it was closer to her than other types of demons.
Hence, Jun Mohuang liked the Mystic Butterfly the most.
Sensing Jun Mohuang healing it, the Mystic Butterfly rubbed its feelers against her fingers and fainted.
Jun Mohuang quickly treated the wounds of the Mystic Butterfly and placed it in Huangyu Space.
Her eyes were calm, but her mood was extremely unstable.
Her prediction was always right. She’d calculated that the Mystic Butterfly would at most make a mistake and end up in a draw with the Su Family’s Scarlet Lion.
But she lost this time, and it was a clean loss…
On the colosseum, the Scarlet Lion roared in frustration when it saw its prey suddenly disappear.
“…The Su Family wins, three points!”
By the Beast Fighting Arena, the staff in charge of counting finally came to their senses amidst the roar.