"Come on, no matter what people say, he's a B-level Beastmaster, a big shot, just a General-level Pet Beast, why would he be scared."
"How long can the Dragon Fortune Field last?"
"Not sure."
"If the Dragon Fortune Field doesn't disappear, will this match drag on indefinitely?"
"Definitely. Flame Gao is one level higher than Catastrophe Dragon, if it doesn't want the match to end, it won't."
On the field.
"Catastrophe..."
Catastrophe Dragon struggled, malice rising in its heart.
Neither attacking nor retreating, just suppressing it like this, playing!
It raised its head and glared viciously at Yaobao.
"Ya Ya..."
Yaobao bared its teeth fiercely at it.
Suddenly, Catastrophe Dragon's eyes turned completely black, filled with malice.
"Ya Ya..."
Yaobao stared at it closely, anger and malice ignited within, constantly recalling the scene of the opponent charging at its own Beast Tamer.
"Catastrophe."
