Mechanical Divine Soldier! Peerless Tyrannosaurus!
Editor: Atlas Studios
In the distance.
With the help of his team members, Long Tianya crawled up shakily.
He wiped the water off his face and was silent.
The team members were also very silent.
Cheng Zhe was the quietest.
Forget about being crushed by three in the individual competition.
Why?!
The eight of them were actually defeated in the team competition!
'No!'
It was unacceptable!
Why was that sword so exaggerated?!
"That Heaven Trampling Overlord…" Cheng Zhe's voice was low and deep, "It might be the weakest of his three soul pets. The soul power fluctuation that erupted from that Magnetic Sword just now has already exceeded ten thousand years. Even without the support enhancement of the teammates, it at least has a soul power cultivation of nine thousand years."
"It's at the same level as your Blue Lightning Gem Dragon, Boss."
"The grade might not be as high as the Gem Dragon…"