As for Ye Lei, he was sent flying far away and his Thunder Axe dropped to the ground.
“How is this possible?”
At this moment, all the surrounding candidates were thoroughly shocked.
“Too strong, this little mouse easily defeated Ye Lei.”
“No wonder the little mouse kept emphasizing that Ye Lei is too weak.”
“Even his strongest Lightning Flame Technique was broken, this Ye Lei is truly pitiful.”
On the other hand, the little mouse arrogantly jumped onto Lu Lianxue’s shoulder, pointed at Ye Lei who was lying on the ground, and said: “I’ll spare your little life, and wait for my boss to come and take care of you.”
The entire blood station was deathly silent. All the warriors were staring at this mysterious little mouse.
Ye Lei stood up, picked up the Thunder Axe, looked at the little mouse with scarlet eyes, turned around and left, returning to the Mount Bloodbath.
Not long later, Wu Cheng arrived in front of the pit, Fang Chen was still cultivating in the pit, and did not wake up, while the little mouse and Lu Lianxue stood beside the pit, protecting it.
“Not bad, are you looking for a smoke?” The little mouse said.
“What an arrogant fellow. You’re only a spirit pet, how could you be so arrogant?” Wu Cheng heard and laughed coldly.
“Do you want to follow in Ye Lei’s footsteps?” The little mouse said bluntly.
“My strength is simply not something that you can imagine.” The little mouse said.
“…”
Seeing Wu Cheng’s expression, Ye Lei knew what had happened. At this moment, his mood had finally calmed down a lot.
“Brother Wu.” Ye Lei said.
“Ye Lei, where did this little mouse come from?” Wu Cheng asked angrily.
Ye Lei and Wu Cheng were humiliated by the little mouse one after another, which greatly increased little mouse’s reputation.
In the entire Mount Bloodbath, countless disciples were discussing about the little mouse.
There was still about a week’s time until the closing of bloody battle space. Other than the top ten disciples in the Hidden Dragon Rank, all the other geniuses had gathered here.
“Brother Zhu Hai.” Wu Cheng and Ye Lei bowed their heads and greeted Zhu Hai.
As far as he was concerned, only the top five of the Hidden Dragon Rank could make him feel danger, and the others couldn’t do it, not to mention this little bastard.
“Old fart, do you believe that I, Rattus norvegicus, will kill you?” The little mouse said.
“Hmm?”
Killing intent filled his entire body as he locked onto little mouse.
“I gave you a chance, but you didn’t treasure it.” Zhu Hai said sinisterly, at the same time, he extended his hand out, releasing the aura of death which directly suppressed downwards.
Boom …
“Old fart, your strength is not bad, but with this little strength, you are still unable to force Rattus norvegicus back.” The little mouse said.