What is this called?
The enemy not only refuses to surrender but also dares to launch an attack on me?
Shouldn't a performance prop behave like a performance prop?
Xu Ran fixed his gaze.
"Clang——"
The long knife suddenly unsheathed, the sound of metal scraping against metal echoed throughout the small beast fighting arena.
In an instant, a crimson light surged from his chest, like a red flame, enveloping Xu Ran's entire body.
He swung the long knife unremarkably.
A breeze was sent out, and nothing happened.
"Hehe…"
Seeing Xu Ran making such a grand movement only to bring a gust of wind, the Crystal Armored Ghoul's teeth clattered at high speed, producing a particularly harsh mocking laugh.
It seemed to be saying "Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? I thought you were going to unleash a big move, but it was just a fart? And a sheep's fart at that!"
Ha!
Boom!
The grin on the Crystal Armored Ghoul's face became even more ferocious.
