The entire venue fell silent.
At this moment, even masks could no longer conceal the auras of Xue Wuyang and Chi Xiu. Every gaze converged on them.
Rhino General peeled the tanghulu stuck to his face, held it up for a look, then turned toward Xue Wuyang.
He let out an enraged roar and hurled the Tanghulu to the ground, smashing it to pieces.
"Who was that?! Do you dare fight me? I'll show you who the true king of the Soto Fighting Spirit Arena is!"
"You're more like the biggest turtle at the Soto Fighting Spirit Arena! You're not even qualified to be the pet of the person beside me!"
Xue Wuyang continued provoking him, her intentions obvious.
"You're pretty good at drawing aggro. You must have practiced stirring up trouble between people plenty of times before, huh?"
Chi Xiu turned to look at Xue Wuyang.
"Hehe, of course! Back when all those aunties were arguing nonstop, I contributed quite a lot!"
Xue Wuyang said proudly.
Chi Xiu's expression froze.
"Go fight him."
Xue Wuyang's eyes widened slightly. She hurried forward and wrapped her arms around Chi Xiu's arm.
"Wuwuwu, Dad, I've already pushed things this far. He must be furious and he'll beat me to pieces. Can you bear to watch your delicate little daughter get beaten into a pig's head?"
"I'd quite like to see that."
Xue Wuyang's expression stiffened. "Hmph!"
"Who is he? What makes him worthy of competing with me?"
Rhino General looked at the person beside Xue Wuyang. All he could vaguely make out was a Black Mask. These two were strange too—their auras were far too ordinary.
In truth, he had already won the final match of the Fighting Spirit Arena and could leave the stage now. But with someone provoking him at