My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel

At the same time.

The shocking news of Cang's defeat reached the Great Elder's ears like a thunderbolt.

"What?! Defeated in one move?"

The Great Elder's pupils shrank dramatically, his face full of disbelief.

As Cang's father, he knew better than anyone his son's strength.

Although only at Commander Tier Three, he'd definitely rank among the top thirty of the younger generation.

Even for those at the peak of Commander level, defeating Cang in a single move would be no easy feat.

Yet, Qing Shuang accomplished it!

What does this signify?

A Commander Tier Four Ghost Race possessing combat power comparable to the peak of Commander level!

The Great Elder's heart sank heavily, and an ominous premonition arose.

If Qing Shuang seizes first place, the possibility of the Divine Pattern recognizing him...

No way!

Absolutely cannot let this Unicorn Ghost Race contact the Divine Pattern!

The Great Elder was now as if sitting on pins and needles, unable to care about anything else and immediately set out for the arena.

The competition originally hosted by experts now had to be controlled personally by him.

However, on the way there, his brain was racing, yet continuously failing to find a perfect solution.

The competition was held under the watchful eyes of the public; trying to tamper with it was extremely difficult.

Dammit!

Would the Divine Pattern have to be handed over to that Unicorn Ghost Race?

The Great Elder forced himself to suppress his inner anxiety and arrived at the scene just in time for Fei Yue's turn.

Fei Yue faced a Ghost Race who was merely a Commander Tier One.

But even at Commander Tier One, it was still a difficult opponent for Fei Yue to defeat.

However, relying on her control over Void abilities, the Commander Tier One Ghost Race couldn't touch her at all.

"Bang!"

Fei Yue tried to land a counterattack strike but couldn't leave even a trace.

Thousands of Attribute Values seemed pale and weak against the strong flesh defense of the Commander level Ghost Race.

"Are you just going to keep dodging like a rat?"

The Commander Tier One Ghost Race, unable to make headway, finally couldn't hold back and shouted angrily.

He hadn't failed to attempt using his Void Ability, but Fei Yue's accomplishments in the Void far surpassed his imagination.

No matter how hard he tried...

He couldn't capture a single trace of her Void presence.

This feeling of being powerless made him resort to verbal provocation.

However, Fei Yue wouldn't be fooled.

She knew very well that facing this Commander level Ghost Race in direct combat was no match, and thus could only rely on Void Power to maneuver between reality and nothingness, to stall time.

The Ghost Race spectators in the stands, seeing this scene, all cursed angrily:

"Truly disgraceful for the Ghost Race, just hiding like a coward!"

"Exactly! No wonder she was expelled from the clan!"

"Just surrender already, don't waste everyone's time!"

The rising mockery made Qing Shuang's brows furrow.

If those words were directed at her, she wouldn't have any reaction.

But aimed at Fei Yue...

A cold light flashed in her eyes.

Gu Xing also furrowed his brow.

He understood that for Fei Yue, retreat was indeed the only option.

Even if he enhanced Fei Yue with Soul-devouring Talent, doubling her attributes...

Fei Yue still lacked offensive Skills to deal substantive damage to the Commander level Ghost Race.

Luckily, the Ghost Race tournament rules stipulated that only when one party falls off the arena is the match considered over.

Therefore, although Fei Yue couldn't win, at least she wouldn't lose.

Just as Gu Xing thought this match would reach a stalemate, the silhouette of the Great Elder suddenly appeared before him.

"Human, this stalemate isn't a solution."

"Your Guardian Beast keeps avoiding the battle; when will it end?"

Gu Xing's gaze turned to the Great Elder who appeared in front of him suddenly.

He was very curious about what the Great Elder had in mind by suggesting this now.

Seeing Gu Xing's expression, the Great Elder continued:

"How about this, you replace this Ghost Race with another Guardian Beast in the arena?"

After witnessing Fei Yue's performance, a brilliant idea suddenly struck him.

This Ghost Race lacks any notable Talent, even winning first in the tournament, has almost no chance of being recognized by the Divine Pattern.

In comparison, having Fei Yue remain in the field would be far safer than facing the threat of Qing Shuang.

But to get this human to agree to these terms, he must make concessions.

"Oh?"

Gu Xing raised a brow, his eyes flashing with surprise.

Replace Fei Yue with a Guardian Beast?

Would the Great Elder be so kind-hearted?

He eyed the Great Elder sharply.

The Great Elder certainly had terms left unsaid.

Indeed...

"Of course, if you replace the Ghost Race on the field with another Guardian Beast, Qing Shuang must withdraw from this tournament!"

Hearing the additional condition, Gu Xing couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

Just as he had expected.

The Great Elder wanted to cancel Qing Shuang's participation directly.

He must have noticed Qing Shuang's strength and realized it was hard to find opponents in this competition.

Thus, proposing such a condition.

But the Great Elder would never imagine...

His strongest Guardian Beast was never Qing Shuang.

Since this Ghost Race Great Elder made such a request, he would meet it.

"All right, I agree!"

Gu Xing's straightforward response left the Great Elder momentarily stunned, a tinge of uneasiness surged up.

This human... why agree so readily?

He had prepared threats and inducements but didn't expect the other party to give in without negotiation.

But upon reconsideration, isn't this aligning perfectly with his intent?

After all, Ghost Race is born as combative. Qing Shuang must be this human's strongest Guardian Beast.

As long as Qing Shuang could be withdrawn...

"The Void Power and Path of Strength of Ghost Race are the most tricky existences for other races."

The Great Elder mused to himself, "Dealing with Alien Race is much simpler than dealing with Qing Shuang, a fellow clansman."

Thinking of these things, he forced down his uneasiness.

This human's other Guardian Beasts could never be opponents for the young Ghost Race members.

But to ensure absolute safety, he decided to insert a Monarch Level combatant among the competitors.

"Match paused! This round is void, a rematch will occur shortly!"

The Great Elder loudly announced the news of Fei Yue's withdrawal and Gu Xing's Guardian Beast replacement.

This decision immediately led to cheers from all the Ghost Race:

"This should've been done ages ago! That Ghost Race just knows how to hide!"

"Let that human's other Guardian Beasts feel the strength of our Ghost Race!"

"Hurry up and get out, coward!"

In the midst of Ghost Race's taunts, Fei Yue returned somewhat crestfallen to Gu Xing's side.

Though she had given her all... the Attribute gap was evident.

Gu Xing reached out, gently stroking Fei Yue's hair, comforting her softly:

"It's not your fault, combat never was your strength."

"Leave the next battle to Liu Li."

Hearing this, Fei Yue nodded.

Next, a summoning Array appeared in front of Gu Xing.

The next moment...

A blinding light pierced the sky!

Ten-winged Angel Liu Li suddenly descended into the arena.

The immense momentum, as the holy wings unfolded, swept across like a tsunami.

The terrifying pressure halted all mockery, the entire arena fell into a deathly silence.

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