บท 463: The Exhausted Eleven (2)

"Just send out your trump card."

Shi Yu suggested. He didn't want to cause too serious an injury to the other party. He only wanted the other party to understand the difference in strength and move faster.

At this moment, sweat flowed down Karen's forehead. The other contestants of Ming Hua also had serious expressions as they analyzed what they should do if they encountered this strange pet.

"What race is this?" contestant Ming Hua was solemn.

Iron-eating beast? Impossible. Iron-eating beasts were only middle-level transcendent races. The pressure of this pet was about to exceed that of an overlord race!

"So strong…" In the Dong Huang audience seats, Xia Qingwei was speechless. Beside her, Dr. Zuo said after a moment of silence, "In addition to the performance of this Iron-eating Beast in the National League, I suddenly understand why Principal Feng said that even the legendary Emperor Wu wanted this pet as his trump card!"