Saber-Toothed Red Snappers
Editor: Henyee Translations
"I, I…" The little fatty scratched the back of his head and explained with an embarrassed chuckle, "M-My mystic beast, isn't as amazing as yours. I-It can't fly nor run."
"What kind of mystic beast is that?" Qi Xuanxuan cast him a suspicious look and said, "Summon it out for us to see."
"O-Okay!" The little fatty suddenly extended his stubby leg and went into a horse stance as he muttered for a bit before announcing, "Come out, my mystic beast!"
Qi Xuanxuan could not help but find it funny looking at the little fatty's actions.
Could it be that every time this guy summoned his mystic beast, he would have to mutter under his breath for half the day? By the time he finished his piece and welcomed his mystic beast with this stance, the other party would have long beat him to the ground!
What kind of mystic beast required such fanfare and was also so slow!