Strongest Spirit Beast Master Family

Chapter 194: Chapter 194 Qualification

Seeing this, Mon Den's face twitched slightly, anger welling up in his eyes. At this point, you're still pretending to be calm!

"Kid, I'll ask you once: how did you kill Mon Black?" Mon Den stared at Blaze Regret angrily.

As Mon Black's older brother, Mon Den knew just how terrifying the Colossal Statue was. Even his Ice Silkworm would be ruthlessly crushed by it at the same level. So when he heard the news, he felt more shock than sorrow.

"Do you have any evidence?" Blaze Regret spread his hands innocently, sighing inwardly. Who knows how many people Mon Black had contacted with his sound transmission shell? Such things can't be hidden.

"Do I need evidence to kill you?" Mon Den sneered coldly. The white Ice Silkworm, covered in crystalline snowflakes, wriggled out from the summoning array. In an instant, the temperature in the area began to drop.

"Captain Mon Den, are you attacking other spirit masters so recklessly, disregarding everyone here? You can kill me now, but once we enter the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb, are you going to kill even more people until only the Draconic Spirit Hunting Group remains?" Blaze Regret's voice turned cold, directly confronting Mon Den.

Upon hearing this, many spirit hunters' expressions changed slightly. Their greatest fear was those few spirit masters, so some had already begun forming alliances in secret. If the elites present joined forces, even Mon Den, a third tier spirit Imperial master, would face considerable pressure.

David Chen and Kartis Miller, standing nearby, cast hostile glances at the Draconic Spirit Hunting Group. As competitors, they wouldn't mind eliminating a future rival if the opportunity arose.

Amelia continued to gaze at the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb, her beautiful eyes flickering slightly, lost in thought.

"Stop!"

Just as Mon Den, irritated by the changing atmosphere, was about to act, Mon Dark's voice rang out. He glanced at Blaze Regret indifferently and said, "We'll settle the score with Mon Black later. But the Blazing Fire Spirit Tomb is a treasure of Hildan Town. Why is an outsider like you here? Please leave."

Hearing this, Blaze Regret squinted his eyes and sneered, "Captain Mon, since when do you decide for Hildan Town? Besides, there are others here who aren't from Hildan Town either."

Mon Dark snorted coldly, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "They stand here because they have the qualification. Do you?"

Gently rubbing his face, Blaze Regret's voice remained calm as he slowly replied, "Then please tell me, Captain Mon, what exactly is the qualification you're talking about?"

Mon Dark snorted again. This guy was truly clueless. Under normal circumstances, he would have slapped him to death long ago, without bothering with so much nonsense.

"Captain Mon, since he's so arrogant, why don't I teach him a lesson?"

A spirit hunter suddenly stepped out of the crowd and cupped his hands toward Mon Dark in a flattering manner. "I'm Smith Zent, an independent spirit hunter from outside. I've heard that the position of the third captain in your group is currently..."

Before Smith Zent could finish, Mon Dark waved his hand dismissively and said, "Pull out all of this kid's teeth. From now on, the position of the third captain of the Draconic Spirit Hunting Group is yours."

With Mon Dark's assurance, Smith Zent's face lit up with joy. He had once been the leader of a spirit hunting group but had fallen on hard times after committing some offense, leading to his exile. Seeing such a golden opportunity, he was naturally unwilling to let it slip by.

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"Kid, you're unlucky to have run into me today."

Smith Zent turned his head and gave Blaze Regret a sinister smile. Beside him, a figure as massive as a small mountain leaped out from the spirit formation and landed on the ground with a thud. The stones on the ground trembled slightly under the immense force.

"A ninth tier mid level warrior grade Strength Bear?"

Seeing this spirit beast, many spirit masters around them gasped. Such strength was considered top tier even in Hildan Town, and now it was being used against a seemingly frail young man.

"I thought you'd be impressive, but it turns out you're not even as good as Mo Black." Blaze Regret's lips curled into a mocking smile. His words indirectly confirmed that he had killed Mo Black, though everyone had already suspected it, so no one appeared particularly surprised.

"Arrogant!" Smith Zent scolded coldly. For someone about to die to speak to him this way was beyond insolent.

The warrior grade Strength Bear roared fiercely and charged forward. Its clenched fist suddenly opened, releasing a wave of grayish white spiritual power that slammed toward the Reds in front of Blaze Regret.

Powerful Stone Palm!

Seeing the bear's palm strike, which resembled a rock, Red snorted lightly and casually raised its claws as if it hadn't eaten enough.

"You're dead!" Smith Zent's eyes lit up. Could it be that this spirit beast was so frightened by his warrior grade Strength Bear that it had frozen in place? It must be seeking death!

"Bang!"

A slight collision sound echoed, and a ripple of dust spread out with Red and the warrior grade Strength Bear at its center. However, the scene everyone expected Red being crushed to death on the spot did not occur.

The disproportionate paws pressed against each other. Red looked at the massive warrior grade Strength Bear, its mouth curling slightly. Then, in a flash, it moved with terrifying speed, swinging its sharp claws toward the bear's head.

The bear's expression changed dramatically, and it quickly raised its paw to shield its head. However, the sharp claws pierced through its paw and, with a trace of blood, embedded themselves in its skull.

With a swift pull, Red withdrew its sharp claws and pushed off the ground with its paw, landing gracefully back on the earth.

"Clang!"

The Warrior Grade Strength Bear, eyes wide with disbelief, was sent reeling backward by Red's powerful kick. Its massive body crashed into the ground, creating a deep indentation.