Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually-?!

Chapter 96.1- Decisive Battle

There was a piercing cry in the sky.

At first, some people thought that it was the cry of the Pterosaurs. The sound was sharp, like the whistle from a boiling kettle––but it was actually the sound of friction brought about by thin wings slicing rapidly through the high altitude air.

The 12 meter wingspans were frightening––they were like two sharp knives that symbolized absolute power in the air.

2000 kilometers below them, the noise on the ground suddenly turned into hasty exclamations, “There’s a person, there’s someone on the back of the Pterosaur––”

Wei Shi sat on the back of the flying dinosaur, breaking through the thick clouds and mist.

Indomitable.

In the forest, Caesar was so shocked his mouth dropped open. He nudged his teammate with an elbow, “His dinosaur... this dinosaur of theirs, did it come down from the sky, or was it assigned to them by the program group? Where can we go to get one? Is it too late now...”

The two contestants from Dolma Entertainment had dazed looks on their faces, “So cool...”

Beside them, the Tyrannosaurus Rex roared up at the Quetzalcoatlus, its hind legs kicking up dust and stone. They were both existences that were at the top of the food chain, and both of them struggled for millions of years during the Cretaceous period. The violence in their bones was aroused, and a battle of life and death was imminent.

In the Crosson Show broadcast studio, while the audience was cheering and excited, the camera operators hurriedly adjusted the view to a low-altitude focus!

The Pterosaurs were now less than a hundred meters from the ground. They spread out their wings and shifted into a glide.

These giant creatures became even more stunning as they neared the camera. Even without considering the wingspan, they were as tall as a giraffe as they hung suspended in the air. The Pterosaurs had no soft fur or cute stripes, no watery eyes or weak antlers––they only had a dark blue, intimidating crown, veined, membranous wings, and cold, emotionless eyes.

The little camera operator vaguely recalled that Contestant Wei’s eyes were similarly cold and emotionless. The camera continued to pan up, finally bringing the dinosaur rider into view––

Ying Xiangxiang covered up her mouth exaggeratedly, her cheeks red.

The man’s eyes were indifferent in their deep eye sockets, but there was a flare of fire immersed in the ice of his pupils. His back was straight and firm despite the fierce winds, in sharp contrast to the ferocious, snarling beasts beneath him––he was obviously extremely cold, but the tranquilizer gun and sharp knife he had stirred up and heated the audience’s blood.

The Pterosaur was like the god of wind that dominated the sky.

He was the master of these gods of wind.

Wei Shi glanced at the camera. He didn’t even nod before moving his gaze away as though having just looked at something insignificant.

However, the audience was shocked into frenzied cries by this gaze, “Is this some kind of fairytale dragon tamer wuwuwu&#k2013;&#k2013;”, “My king, take me to heaven!” “So handsome! The viewers for the show will surge by millions if the program streams this for two days&#k2026; and me as well! Little brother, I want you!”

Ying Xiangxiang moved away from the microphone and murmured soundlessly to herself, “Not lowering his head when looking at someone, just moving his eyelids and glancing over. Are people who are S coming in to become trainees and to make trouble...”