It took me a long time to recover.

"Pangolins...are they just special prey?"

Yu An touched the uneven collar mark in his hand, his heart full of doubts.

This mark...he hasn't seen it before?

It's not the Investigation Bureau, nor the Ministry of State Security, nor that organization...

Feng Feng nodded affirmatively and continued to add fuel to the fire.

"Look, does this collar match the size of the pangolin's neck?"

“Also, do the scales on the pangolin’s neck also have depressions?”

"It's true!" Jin Shile recalled the pangolin he saw at the beginning, and it was indeed the same as what Feng Feng said.

"I thought the pangolin's scales were uneven because it needed to burrow into the ground and stretch its neck constantly!"

"Of course, that's the case with ordinary pangolins." Feng Feng changed the subject, "But do spiritual beasts need to burrow their heads into the ground?"

"So that's how it is..." Jin Shile suddenly realized.

The claws of that spirit beast are sharp enough, so using its head is totally unnecessary!

Feng Feng continued, "I guess the pangolin has been in the ground the whole time and unknowingly lost its collar!"

The others bowed their heads in thought.

But I somewhat believed in Feng Feng’s points.

There is still one thing Mai Xuan doesn't understand.

"How could the instructor use a spiritual beast with such destructive power as a competition weapon?"

"This means the instructor thinks we can kill it, but the probability is low."

Feng Feng was well prepared and mourned in his heart for the instructors he had slandered.

But the dirty water still has to be thrown.

"After all, the instructor really wants to stimulate our fighting spirit."