1779 Gang Fight
"This is??"
What!
The little lady had suddenly summoned three powerful beasts in the blink of an eye.
Even he, You Batian, could not tell the level of that fat, chubby squirrel.
Everybody's attention was practically all focused on the small stage.
The little lady merely looked on, unconcerned as the three beasts ganged up on You Hui.
Meanwhile, You Hui was in dire straits. The little fat squirrel sent him flying with its tail in less than three exchanges.
You Hui howled in anguish as he flew away from the small stage and crashed onto the first-level stage.
Everybody was flabbergasted. It was as if their brains had short-circuited, and it was only after a while that they woodenly recollected their wits!
They had been boasting that this You Hui from the You Clan was invincible, yet in reality, the little lady chased him off the stage in less than 15 minutes.
Everybody was at a total loss for words, yet afterwards, the arena erupted into boos.
On the other hand, Family Head You was so angry that his face alternated between green, red, and white. He could never have imagined that his son would be thrown off the stage by the other party's three beasts before even officially exchanging moves with the person!
"Hui'er!" Family Head You abruptly stood up and hollered.
You Hui was dizzy from crashing onto the first-level stage. Most importantly, he still hadn't realized that he had lost just like this?
He still hadn't displayed his abilities! He still hadn't taken that miracle drug that would triple his cultivation!
Impossible! It was impossible for him to lose!
You Hui got up from the ground in a stagger as blood trickled from the fresh claw marks on his forehead.
The staff members in front of the stone crystal display also recovered from their astonishment and hastily announced, "Miss Qiao wins again! Let us congratulate Miss Qiao on her 64th straight win! She has once again broken the record of continuous victories achieved by all previous arena kings!"
Yet before the staff member could finish making this excited proclamation, You Hui suddenly jumped up onto the small stage again. He instantly gave Qiao Mu a death stare with bloodshot eyes.
That staff member was taken by surprise and quickly ran up while shouting, "Get down! You have already lost! You cannot go up on stage again! Our battle arena has no rules about battling again after losing!"
Suddenly, You Hui abruptly turned around and struck out a ferocious strike at that person.
A sweeping spiritual energy sent that person flying into the stone crystal display behind him.
He then tumbled down and coughed out several mouthfuls of blood before he suddenly stopped moving.
The other staff members hastily rushed over and called out to him, shaking that person's body and trying to see if he was still breathing. They gasped in shock, "He's dead?"
The guards patrolling the battle arena quickly stormed over to pull the suddenly crazed You Hui down from the stage.
Yet who knew that You Hui would suddenly take out a brocade box from his sleeve and retrieve a reeking crimson pill from it. He tossed it into his mouth fiercely and chomped down hard on it, gulping it down with a ferocious gaze.
"Taking drugs because you're a sore loser?" Qiao Mu eyed You Hui coldly and pursed her lips lightly.
"I want you to die!!" You Hui really was exploding from anger.
He had originally thought that dealing with this little girl would be as easy as a snap of his fingers. As he had the super spiritual beast pangolin while the other party didn't have a beast at all, it was certain that she would lose.
Yet who knew that the other party had just been putting on an act from the very first day she stepped into the battle arena…
