"But who would have thought, this Fire Tiger, didn't have any real strength, it was just a waste,"
Fire Tiger: "..."
The Fire Tiger captured by Wang Ye just wished he could bury his head in his own stomach. He kept roaring in his heart, not because he was weak, but because there was a misinformation issue.
He wasn't a waste.
In Yao Demon Mountain, it only took him fifty years to almost become a Demon Beast. Among the fierce beasts, he was considered quite talented.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have noticed him and sent him down here.
However, as soon as he arrived, he was immediately bound by Wang Ye.
Thinking back to how easily Wang Ye had captured him, Fire Tiger sighed again in his heart.
Alright.
If that's the case, then he really was a waste.
After Wang Ye finished speaking, he surveyed the people in the amusement park. The fight had lasted less than twenty seconds, so not many people had evacuated from the park.