Xiao Bao had previously taken the High Grade Gathering Spirit Liquid refined by Ye Tian, significantly increasing his strength. With his small body, he now agilely dodged the katana swung by Yakai Jiro.
Yakai Jiro, unaware that Xiao Bao was a Spiritual Beast, had never seen such a mouse before. His facial features squeezed together as his katana kept hitting the ground, shifting his attention entirely from Ye Tian to Xiao Bao.
Xiao Bao continued to sprint across the grounds of the Japan base, and upon seeing Ye Tian's movements, also dashed towards the direction of the tank.
Xiao Bao was acutely aware of his own strength; facing off head-on against Yakai Jiro would mean certain death, the advantage he had was entirely from a surprise attack just now.
"You useless fools, capture that Huaxia boy and the Huaxia mouse for me!" Yakai Jiro, his face covered in bloodstains, looked incredibly disheveled as he shouted angrily at the Ghost Warriors.
