Are 3 not enough? Then I’ll kill 30! 300!

The huge tail swayed back and forth in the water, causing its body to circle around Qian Jin. The two rows of sturdy teeth collided with each other in the water like metal weapons.

Qian Jin stared at the strange fish with caution, secretly wondering what innate magic this monster had. The most terrible thing about demons was that in addition to their strength, they had their own innate magic which could determine life or death in a battle.

The strange fish slowly moved. Suddenly, its supple, beautiful golden scales covering its body became erect. It turned its scales towards Qian Jin. They looked like rows of shiny daggers among the waves.

Qian Jin felt a sense of alarm. Moving his legs, he quickly swam to the edge of the lake. In the meantime, his eyes stayed on the wiggling scales of the rolling fish. "You have to be kidding me. Is this thing turning into a sharp and scaly ball? Or..."

Chirp chirp chirp...