The eagle eyed him sidelong, suggesting bad luck?
"Bad luck? Then change a set to play! There's more than just one set of laser cooling and atomic trapping systems! GOGOGO! Beat him, beat him, beat him!"
The eagle sighed, flapped its wings, stretched its legs, and loaded ammunition.
Alright, then, let's GO, after all, eight trips back and forth isn't too bad...
"Whoosh—BONG!"
The eagle dropped the bomb! The eagle hit the target! The eagle made a run!
"...Truly an unprecedented method, so this is the Outer Heaven Demon Formation..."
Tian Gang watched with interest as Chen Xuantian and the eagle busied themselves flying back and forth overhead, yet he did not intervene to stop them.
After all, during a tribulation and match of magic, it's only natural for each to display their divine skills; intervening with a mere look would make it dull. There's no harm in seeing what tricks they can pull.
Besides, who can say what's more serious or less yet.
