There was dead silence in the competition venue. Zhou Anbang stood up with a loud sound, clenching his fists and looking extremely ugly.
He never dreamed that such a change would happen. He thought that with the help of the Eight-clawed Purple Owl, Situ's Mad Sword would definitely win this competition, and that he could also rely on his loyal friends to successfully help the Situ family become a second-class family. But what would happen?
When so many spiritual beasts appeared, they smashed the Eight-clawed Purple Owl and Situ's Mad Sword to the ground in just a few blows.
Mr. Zhou looked at Situ Kuangjian and saw him lying on the ground on his back, his hands and feet still twitching. The old man's heart also followed. These spiritual beasts seemed to be insignificant, but he knew that they were not good-looking.
It's so simple. If it's really just an ordinary spiritual beast, how could it have such strong fighting power?
However, where did these spiritual beasts come from? Although Zhuo Fanglin had made several specious spells, Zhou Anbang did not believe that these were his spiritual pets. If there really were such ferocious spiritual beasts, he would have summoned them long ago.
Now that we are out, do we need to wait until now?
Zhou Anbang squinted his eyes and took a closer look at Ling Chuxi. If he guessed correctly, it must be her fault. Alas, he still underestimated her.
"Master Zhou, can we announce the results?" Ling Chuxi also glanced at Zhou Anbang and sneered secretly in her heart.
Don't think that just having a spirit beast is a big deal. I have plenty of spirit beasts.
"I declare that in this competition, Piaomiao Clan..." Zhou Anbang looked a little bitter. Even if he guessed that it was Ling Chuxi who caused the trouble, what would happen? As the head of a first-class family, he couldn't just talk nonsense without real evidence.
Seeing the cute cat and the spirit beast that looked like a small meat ball holding bricks and hitting the eight-clawed purple owl on its head, the obscenely fat little pheasant was on one side.
While building a nest on Situ Kuangjian's head, he would take out a brick and hit him hard on the forehead from time to time. Zhou Anbang's scalp felt numb. If he didn't end this competition, he was afraid that the young master of the Situ family and him would be killed.
The life of the spiritual beast is not guaranteed.
"Slow down!" Zhou Anbang was about to announce the victory of the Piaomiao clan when he saw a middle-aged man in black standing up in the crowd.
"Ren Guanshi." Seeing this man, Zhou Anbang looked happy.
This person’s name is Ren Hongping, and he is a steward of the Family Judgment Council. The adjudicators who came to help maintain the order of the competition this time are led by this person. This is just because the Family Judgment Council has always been unwilling to interfere too much in the ordinary family affairs.
affairs, so he did not appear on the viewing stand.
This time Zhou Anbang was entrusted by someone to support the Situ family to ascend to the second-rank family position, and Ren Hongping was also involved. Otherwise, even with the warrant of the family adjudication meeting, Zhou Anbang would not dare to blatantly favor the Situ family. The rules of this competition are simply
Tailor-made for Situ Kuangjian.
Ren Hongping jumped up onto the competition platform, pretending to be majestic, and scanned the audience, finally resting on Ling Chuxi's face.
"Ling Chuxi, you are so brave!" Ren Hongping looked cold, pointed at Ling Chuxi and shouted angrily.
"What are you talking about? Also, who are you?" Ling Chuxi glanced at Ren Hongping with disdain. She has seen too many people who are fierce and arrogant. This guy is only in the middle of the talented emperor level, and he dares to show up.
Jumping up and down, pretending to scare who are you, don't you know if you pretend to be sexy and get struck by lightning? You know, there are too many people who pretend to be sexy in front of her and get struck by lightning.