Fire Feather Dragon

Xie Feng was stunned for a long time. "Meng Chao, do you know that the way you speak often makes students have the urge to 'spar' with you?"

"Does it?" Meng Chao asked calmly. "Every night, I spar with ten students from the Ultimate Style Study Group. If you have that intention, I can fight with you at any time, but you'll have to make an appointment first. Let me see… Right now, my slots are filled until the night three days later, which is the seventh. What do you think of that?"

Xie Feng sucked in a deep breath. When he looked at the silver light that kept shining between Meng Chao's fingers, his expression turned a little stiff. 

Suddenly, two sparks shone in Meng Chao's eyes. His ears moved a little, and he became excited. 

"A superbeast, and a huge one," he mumbled. 

Xie Feng was slightly stunned. "Where did that superbeast come from?"