What is Puwen?

Niu Chuanchuan listened to the cultivator's words with some confusion.

At that moment, the toad's cheeks twitched rapidly, and it spat out two mosquitoes, each about the size of a sesame seed, with a few croaking sounds. The mosquitoes were covered in saliva and were now two corpses.

"Ah! My Puwen!"

At that moment, the owner of the monster screamed and pounced on the toad.

But the next moment, he was stopped by someone.

He was stopped by people from Cloud Tower. They were expressionless and indifferent. "According to the rules of the arena, the life or death of the monsters that enter the arena is irrelevant. It is forbidden to cause trouble after the arena ends."

They stood by and watched as the group surrounding Niu Chuanchuan left before slowly departing themselves.

"This beast fighting competition truly lives up to its reputation as the most famous beast fighting competition in the martial arts world; the rules are extremely strict."

The second senior brother couldn't help but say something as he watched the group of people leave.

"right."

The tenth senior brother nodded. "I almost thought we were in trouble."

They weren't afraid of being challenged, but it would be troublesome, as everyone remembered why they came. With another victory, their team advanced to the next round.

"The advanced tournament will no longer be a team competition. From now on, your Warcraft will be played one-on-one. There will be a total of 20 groups, and only the first place from each group will advance."

All five of their magical beasts were scattered.

Toad is numbered Group 4, Grade A; Giant Rock Rhinoceros is Group 6, Grade C; Fortune is Group 12, Grade D; while Little Raccoon and Little Grey are assigned to Group 16 and Group 17, Grade E, respectively.

Each person received a wooden plaque corresponding to a magical beast. They were still somewhat confused about the numbers, but someone had already gathered around and was surprised to see the plaques in their hands. "Wow, your team actually has a Class A member!"

"No wonder they were able to defeat even Pu Wen's squad."

"Do A, B, and C have any special meanings?" Niu Chuanchuan asked after listening to their conversation.

"Of course there are."

One of the talkative cultivators explained, "During the first round of the group competition, the judges were already making their assessments in secret. They rated the magical beasts of each team, with Grade A being the best, and the others decreasing in strength in descending order."

Beasts that receive an A-grade rating are generally extremely powerful. They're practically guaranteed a spot in the finals.

As he spoke, he looked at Lai Ge Bao, curious about what this top-tier magical beast looked like.

After taking one look, I quickly looked away and dared not look a second time.

As expected, the God of War closes a window while opening a door. For example, this magical beast before them, though powerful, is also extremely ugly.

He turned to look at the other magical beasts, and seeing the signs held by the other four, he couldn't help but shake his head. "It's a pity that your remaining magical beasts are only C, D, and E. Judging from their grades, they're quite average. You don't even have a single B-grade magical beast. The gap in strength is quite severe."

It seems that this team was able to break through the encirclement entirely because of the strength of this multi-eyed beast. Apart from this multi-eyed beast, it would be very difficult for their team to have a second monster that can enter the finals.

"Was this a team that was formed temporarily?"

The rules of beast fighting are complicated, which forces some lone wolves to form temporary teams to qualify for the competition.

The reason for their disparate strength is likely due to this. As he spoke, the man looked at Niu Chuanchuan, "Fellow Daoist, with your formidable strength, you could find a companion whose magical beast is of comparable strength to yours."

He glanced at the two magical beasts holding the Wu token as he spoke, "Magical beasts that are too weak can only hold you back, except for allowing you to participate in competitions."

Look at what you're saying.

Upon hearing this, the tenth senior brother glanced at the raccoon, but did not argue. He just felt that this person talked too much and had low emotional intelligence.

---Aside---

I was originally planning to be a couch potato today.

I was surprised to find that Youbao even voted for me with monthly tickets, so I went to bed and then got up again to write another chapter???