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Chapter 183: The Reappearance of The Golden Roc

Angry roars echoed as two massive figures leaped out of the forest. Astonishingly, they were two seventh-order Winged Tigers!

"Captain!" the Bear Demon growled lowly.

"Attack!" At this moment, Song Junhou was at his peak momentum. The sudden appearance of two more Winged Tigers was an opportunity not to be missed. The only oddity was the streak of golden light that had flitted by. The aura of the golden silhouette was not strong, so it was clearly not a powerful demon beast, and the Winged Tigers behind it seemed to be hunting it.

Kill them first, think of other problems after!

The Golden Holy Fire ignited, and a deep lion\'s roar suddenly erupted. The dazzling golden flames burst forth again, transforming into a sea of fire that enveloped both seventh-order Winged Tigers.

Sensing the presence of the Golden Bloodline, these two seventh-order Winged Tigers were more cautious than the one that had previously charged out of the cave, as they were already in a state of combat.

A gale whipped up, and two cyan-green tornadoes burst forth instantly, stirring the Golden Flames away from their hides. At the same time, a multitude of wind blades erupted from them, sweeping toward the group.

"Hmph!" Song Junhou snorted coldly. The Golden Holy Fire instantly boiled over, and the wind element disintegrated under its scorching heat. All wind blades were extinguished before they could penetrate the golden firewall.

At the same time, he roared, and it was much louder than the first time.

A faint golden silhouette appeared above the heads of the two seventh-order Winged Tigers, causing their aura to plummet instantly—bloodline suppression!

The bloodline suppression triggered by Song Junhalmost immediately disadvantaged the two seventh-order Winged Tigers.

The Ironback Ape Demon leaped forward, its long rod targeting one of the Winged Tigers. Golden light burst forth from Song Junhou; his right hand grasped the void, and the Golden Holy Fire coalesced into a flaming longsword.

With a single slash, the colossal sword light shattered the two tornadoes, and Song Junhou leaped forward, confronting the other seventh-order Winged Tiger.

The other members of the squad were not idle either. The Shadow Sparrow maneuvered behind the Winged Tiger facing the Ironback Ape, aiming for a sneak attack. The golden chain released by the Cat Demon had the effect of shared damage. The Cat Demon also leaped forward, targeting the Winged Tiger facing the Ironback Ape.

The Bear Demon did not make a move but stood guard beside Mei Gongzi. Peacock feathers in Mei Gongzi\'s palm trembled, and shadows of peacock feathers appeared out of thin air, covering both Winged Tigers.

The team\'s coordination was excellent. Although they had just finished a battle, they remained perfectly composed as they faced two more seventh-order Winged Tigers.

In less than two minutes, Song Junhou severed one of the Winged Tiger\'s wings with a single strike. A moment later, the sword formed from Golden Holy Fire pierced directly into its nape. He secured the victory first thanks to his formidable bloodline suppression, clearly showcasing his eighth-order cultivation.

Drawing the Golden Holy Fire back, Song Junhou slightly gasped for breath. Actually, the first Winged Tiger he killed had drained him more than the second. At that time, he was keen on releasing his emotions and somehow proving himself in front of Mei Gongzi, so he had unleashed his most powerful moves with all his might. He was much more cautious for the latter seventh-order Winged Tiger. He adopted a standard combat style and leveraged his eighth-order strength to overpower and defeat the seventh-order foe.

On the other side, the battle ended not long after. The Ironback Ape broke the Winged Tiger\'s spine with a single strike, and several team members swarmed up to finish it.

"Captain, our luck is excellent this time! Looks like we can all head back now, right?"

As they cleaned up the corpses of the two seventh-order Winged Tigers, Song Junhou’s comrades were naturally excited. One sixth-order tiger and four seventh-order ones meant that everyone would earn a fair amount even after sharing the profits.

Having single-handedly slain two seventh-order Winged Tigers consecutively, Song Junhou was also in high spirits. It was good luck—encountering and resolving battles one after the other, enhancing the team\'s overall combat strength even further and earning a fat profit in the process. "Mm, not bad. Everyone has worked hard. Let\'s clean up and retreat to rest. We\'ll come back again if there\'s a suitable opportunity; if not, we\'ll return to the academy."

Soon, the seventh-order Winged Tigers were dealt with and put away in their storage pouches. The seven people gathered together, ready to leave the Winged Tiger habitat.

Not far from where they had just left the battlefield, a loud bird cry rang out again in their ears.

Mei Gongzi\'s expression changed instantly. This bird cry sounds familiar!

Before the Beauty and Beast Squad could fully react, a streak of golden light had already swooped past overhead.

"There\'s that bird again." The Shadow Sparrow leaped up, instantly reaching the sky. But the speed of the golden light was so incredible that it couldn\'t even get a clear view of the opponent. Then, it felt a gust of wind approaching.

This time, three cyan-green streaks of light were rushing toward them at breakneck speed.

The immense pressure caused the Shadow Sparrow Demon\'s face to change drastically, prompting it to descend and hide among the shadows of the trees quickly.

They were Winged Tigers, without a doubt. And the pressure they exuded was even greater than what the team had faced before.

It was a now-familiar script: for some unknown reason, the three Winged Tigers halted their flight right above the Kali Academy team and crashed into the forest with mighty roars.

If the previous incident could have been written off as a coincidence, there was no way that its recurrence could be considered mere chance.

"There’s something going on. Everyone, hide!" Song Junhou commanded in a low voice.

But before they could properly conceal themselves, however, a series of wind blades burst out of the forest, heading directly toward them.

"We\'ve been discovered. Prepare for battle," Song Junhou shouted angrily. At the same time, a flash of lightning crossed his mind. What was that golden bird? Was it deliberately luring the Winged Tigers here?

The three Winged Tigers tumbled chaotically as they crashed into the forest. They could not understand what was going on—they had been forcefully halted mid-flight by an invisible force and all the energy they put into catching that bird had brought them straight down into the jungle.

Just then, a series of cold, icy lights suddenly burst forth, accelerating a second time in mid-air before instantly piercing their hides.

The power of the icy lights was not enough to seriously injure them, but the intense pain made the three Winged Tigers even more furious. They charged directly toward the source of the icy lights.

From the other side, an angry lion\'s roar echoed.

Somewhere on a treetop, hidden within the canopy, there was a silhouette surrounded by faint white light. In Du Bai\'s vertical eye, white light surged, augmenting his fortune.

This wasn\'t his ultimate good fortune boost, but maintaining a certain level of luck was still achievable. And this fortune just so happened to prevent them from being discovered by the enraged Winged Tigers.

The icy light needles were naturally Wu Bingji’s doing. They were used to attract the Winged Tigers charging into the forest and guide them in the right direction. Naturally, the Winged Tigers\' fall from the sky was the result of the Chrono Croc Transformation.

Even for seventh or eighth-order demonic beasts, that momentary interruption of their momentum as they flew at full speed was more than enough to disrupt their movement. The greater the speed, the more uncontrollable their movement became, and the result was obvious. If it weren\'t for the demonic beasts\' muscular physiques, they would probably have been killed by the fall.

The three in the canopy held their breaths, maintaining complete silence. They had witnessed the strength of the Beauty and Beast Squad from a distance, especially Du Bai, who relayed the situation on the battlefield to the others thanks to his powerful vision.

Their last encounter with a Winged Tiger had been a narrow escape from death, whereas the Beauty and Beast Squad had already quickly taken down five Winged Tigers, indicating the vast difference in strength between the two squads.

Tang San\'s plan was akin to dancing on a knife\'s edge.

Indeed, Tang San\'s plan to spur on the tiger so they could swallow the wolf was pretty simple: using Cheng Zicheng\'s Golden Roc Transformation\'s rapid flight to guide the Winged Tigers to attack the Beauty and Beasts Squad, continuously weakening them, using their hands to kill the Winged Tigers, and finally, striking from the shadows to seize their gains.