Inside the Beast Fighting Arena, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
On one side was Orochi—an avatar of the Ancient Fierce Beast, its body as massive as a mountain, wreathed in roiling black mist, and sporting two hideous heads.
On the other was... a tiny black dot, suspended in mid-air, looking as small as a speck of dust in comparison.
The visual impact was simply overwhelming.
So overwhelming that it created an utterly absurd illusion.
On the panoramic view displayed on the arena's large screens, Orochi's body filled the frame, while Chu Sheng was completely indistinct—nothing more than a black speck the size of a booger.
"This is just too..."
Many of the foreigners watching this scene couldn't help but cover their faces.
The sight was too much to bear.
With such a difference in size, even if that mosquito were made of solid iron, it would probably drown in a single glob of the great serpent's spit, right?
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