Wang Che's Sinful Hand

The Stone Devil King stopped screaming and relaxed.

It thought about it and felt that Wang Che made sense.

The process would end soon. There was no need to roar to show its dignity.

The man and soul pet quickly walked to the battle platform.

After the first round of provocation ended, it directly entered the battle stage. It was fast and decisive.

Compared to soul pets of different sizes, they didn't have much deterrence against the Contract Soul Masters on the stage.

It was like a four-meter-tall Stone Devil King facing Wang Che who was only 1.8 meters tall.

Just the form alone gave off a heavy feeling like a mountain was pressing down.

Countless eyes stared.

The referee took a look. After the match began, he quietly watched from the side.

As a referee, he had naturally seen many competitions between Contract Soul Masters and soul pets. He wasn't too surprised to see such battles.