Change jobs, pet beast!

"What did you say?"

The streets and alleys were deathly silent, with only a growing sense of malice.

Zhao Baogang slowly lowered his head.

He was already tall and imposing, and riding a withered tree and a wolf, he looked down with disdain, exuding the aura of a tyrant.

at this time.

His square face was covered with layers of frost, and his anger turned into a chilling killing intent as he locked his gaze on the person in front of him.

"You brat, have you got the guts to talk to Brother Zhao like that?"

"Hahaha, so young and already so arrogant! Which family's down-on-their-luck young master is he? He has no life of wealth, but he's got a disease of arrogance!"

"I'm laughing so hard. Does he really think that just because he's level 2, he can go toe-to-toe with Brother Zhao? Look at his stupid contracted pet. If it weren't for that vicious dog protecting him, could it even survive a day in the wild?"

The peasants mocked them to their heart's content.

The mocking laughter was shrill and piercing.

Is this the legendary villain? Nameless, arrogant, and domineering, he just enjoys playing the victim…

As Jiang Mo pondered this, she was surprised to find that she wasn't angry at all.

That's true, arguing with idiots is a losing game, no matter you win.

If a dog bites you, are you going to bite it back?

Oops... I've accidentally offended a troll, my apologies.

Jiang Mo's thoughts churned, and finally, he hooked his index finger, pressing closer, "Scared? Then kowtow and apologize!"

"Afraid?"

The single word, spoken in a low voice, was like a sudden gust of cold wind sweeping across the long street.

Zhao Baogang remained motionless, his facial features still taut, but his eyes were as deep and still as an abyss, concealing a bloodthirsty indifference and extreme contempt.

"If you're going to die, sending you on your way is no problem."

"Lin Ju, beat the drums! Today is a day for bloodshed, let's have some fun!"

"Alright!"

The leanest of the four rode off excitedly on a wild deer.

moment.

"Thump—thump—"

The sudden sound of drums shattered the silence of the countryside, its rapid and intense rhythm striking the ears.

The villagers were alarmed one by one, and they pushed open the courtyard gates with surprised and solemn expressions.

"With this penguin by your side on your journey to the underworld, you won't be alone—come with me!"

Zhao Baogang snorted coldly, and the withered wood wolf beneath him sped out like a cannonball into the distance.

"Brother Jiang, how confident are you?"

Now it was Cheng Zhengqi's turn to panic. He never imagined that Jiang Mo would challenge Zhao Baogang on their very first meeting!

Excluding the three chieftains, Zhao Baogang's fighting strength is enough to squeeze into the top five in the village. His intimidation is not based on bluffing, but on the ferocity etched into his bones!

"You'll know once you try."

Jiang Mo shrugged. "Rather than waiting for him to resort to underhanded tactics against me, going straight to the point is the best solution."

"Gulp."

Cheng Zhengqi tried to appear calm, but his clenched fists betrayed his deep anxiety.

too crazy!

Are all the young people outside this hot-blooded?!

"Old Crane."

Duan Yi walked up to He Zhifeng's side, but hesitated to speak.

He never expected that the seemingly gentle and refined Young Master Jiang would reveal such a fierce and fearless nature hidden deep within him.

But that's a life-or-death arena!

It's a gamble with your life!

A person like Zhao Baogang would never accept defeat halfway through; he wouldn't stop until he had completely worn down his opponent.

"Duan Xiaozi"

He Zhifeng gently shook his head: "We appreciate your kindness in coming to our aid so quickly."

"But since the young master has decided to take action in this battle, we'll just watch."

"Okay." Duan Yi took a deep breath, composed himself, and remained silent.

……

The arena is located right in the center of Kujing Village.

The site is quite large, roughly estimated at fifteen acres, enough for a one-star pet to move around freely.

Jiang Mo glanced at it and saw two large stones placed on the earthen platform, with five stone pillars standing at the four corners and in the middle. There were very few obstacles.

"Who's so hot-tempered in the middle of the day that they want to settle things with a ring match?"

The sound of the drum has always been the liveliest time in Kujing Village.

The villagers, who had nothing to do, left their yards and gathered in the direction of the arena.

At first, some people yawned, relaxed and lazy, and didn't take it seriously.

Upon seeing the withered wooden wolf standing on one side of the arena, and the tall figure on its back, they gasped for breath and immediately rubbed their eyes, afraid they were seeing things.

"Zhao Baogang???"

"Who dares to challenge him? Are they crazy?!"

A commotion swept through the streets and alleys, with people whispering among themselves, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.

Some people were simply shocked.

Some people, not wanting things to get any worse, became even more excited.

"Is it Abao, or Brother Chu?"

"Or perhaps Sister Little Fish?"

Amidst the murmurs, a young man with black hair slowly ascended the five-meter-high platform from the side staircase.

Beside him followed a mud penguin, only 1.2 meters tall, covered in yellow mud, with a round and plump body, and a naturally harmless appearance.

Because the steps were too high, the little penguin lifted its short legs and, finding it couldn't climb, could only spread its soft little wings, try to maintain its balance, and then use the momentum to jump up, its clumsy movements making people laugh.

"No, who is this? Is there such a person in the village?"

"It seems to be the new cleaner from Jin Chan. He's been getting very close to Xiao Cheng. Hasn't he been promoting himself these past few days? Trying to steal meat from Qiu Long, which probably angered Brother Zhao."

"So what if he's angry? Zhao Baogang actually had the nerve to challenge a young upstart... Ha, this young guy is stupid. Doesn't he know he can refuse a duel in the ring? Can't he tell which is more important, losing face or losing his life?"

The villagers, who were powerless to even kill a chicken, were ultimately a minority.

Two-thirds of them were surrounded by all sorts of pet beasts, their auras mixed and their low growls echoing.

Jiang Mo looked around and saw at least five bright red exclamation marks in the crowd, and a fleeting ripple of emotion spread through his mind.

It was a pleasant surprise.

More wishes and goals have surfaced, and there's no need to wander around the streets anymore.

"Young calf, foreign objects are prohibited in the deathmatch arena, but you may choose one weapon or one piece of armor."

The laughing man was the skinny guy who was beating the drum; Jiang Mo remembered that Zhao Baogang had just called him "Lin Ju".

"Are seeds considered external objects?" Jiang Mo already had the answer in her mind, but she still wanted to ask to avoid being scammed.

"certainly--"

Lin Ju deliberately dragged out her words: "Of course not, provided it doesn't exceed one star."

After teasing him, he immediately urged:

"Here, that's it. Hurry up and choose, don't keep me from watching the show!"

"Clatter".

In front of everyone, Zhao Baogang tore off his metal armor, leggings, and baggage, throwing them all off the stage.

Then, from a row of weapon racks, he pulled out an iron spear, his wrist suddenly twisting, the spear shaft blooming in a sharp spear flower around his arm, its menacing sharpness revealing its arrogance.

"Hehe, no matter how you look at it, this kid has no chance of winning. He's a level 2 Cleanser, so what if he has beast-like hands? Brother Zhao is a level 2 Knight, and he has complete control of the battlefield."

"Yes, I've seen Zhao Baogang and the Drywood Bone Wolf work together. In terms of hit-and-run tactics, he's unmatched in the first stage."

"Sigh, I do feel sorry for this kid. Look at that mud penguin, it seems to be connected to the earth, and with the mention of 'seeds,' it must be a 'farmer.' But the withered wood wolf is a 'gangster,' one of the best fighting-savvy one-star pet classes. This kid is in big trouble..."

The noise was deafening, all of it just empty talk.

Jiang Mo circled around for a moment, then took a liking to a leather armor. He put it on, stretched his shoulders and back a couple of times, and slowly retreated to one side of the boundary.

In the same manner, Zhao Baogang and the withered wood wolf also retreated to the other side, a sinister smile creeping onto their lips.

"start!"