This time, the script turned blood-red. The barrier blocking the two sides slowly faded away, as the small-sized Griffin Demon King nimbly stepped onto the arena, its cold gaze locked on Shen Wang: "Kid, ready to meet your death?"
To him, humans were easy to kill, and at this moment, he was nothing short of confident.
Shen Wang had no interest in conversing with a beast, releasing the mana hidden within his acupoints, which emitted a colorful radiance as he shot forward.
The Griffin Demon King's eyes were sharp like those of an eagle, capable of easily capturing Shen Wang's movements. Its body was engulfed in demonic aura as it lunged forward with a claw.
What greeted it turned into a flash of blades, as Shen Wang would not directly clash with claws on par with magical treasures.
The clash of blade and claw emitted a sound akin to metal striking metal; the first probing attack ended quickly, neither side gaining any advantage, seemingly evenly matched.
