When Zhao and his companions entered the arena, the twelve clowns immediately abandoned their entanglements with the others and lunged towards them.
Wang Lei chuckled and unleashed his magical beast, two metal tentacles bursting forth from his palms, instantly controlling a clown. With a slight effort, he flung it, splitting its waist.
Blood splattered everywhere.
The clown had already lost its ability to move, but Wang Lei did not gain any experience.
"It seems that killing these clowns doesn't yield any experience," Zhao Xuan said as he blasted away the clown that pounced towards him, then kicked away another clown that attacked from the right, "But these clowns are truly disgusting, they don't even have skulls, unbearable to look at."
The rest of them easily dealt with the clowns, even Zhang Manyao used the back of her demon-snake knife as a blade, smashing the spines of three clowns, causing them to collapse to the ground, unable to move.
