Zhu Zhuqing vs. Xie Yue

Now, listening to the voices around them.

Liu Erlong and everyone else who had closed their eyes understood why Ye Qiu had suddenly told them to do so.

It turned out Zhu Zhuqing had pulled something like this.

She had torn open Dai Mubai's old wound.

The women shut their eyes even tighter, their faces carrying traces of resentment and disgust.

The resentment was directed at Zhu Zhuqing.

Ye Qiu could only helplessly roll his eyes at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still standing on the stage.

A flush spread across Zhu Zhuqing's face as she guiltily looked away.

Pope Bibi Dong's expression was also unsightly. Only after the commotion around her had died down somewhat...

did she open her eyes again.

Dai Mubai no longer had the face to show himself...

Tang San had wrapped him, head and all, in clothes taken from his Soul Tool.

The Imperial Fighting Team had utterly disgraced themselves at this moment.

Although Zhu Zhuqing's actions were somewhat unethical from a humanitarian standpoint,

she herself did not think so.

Dai Mubai was no longer worthy of being treated as a human in her eyes.

Moreover, this did not violate the competition rules.

Even if Yu Xiaogang and the others wanted to make a fuss, they could not, and they would only embarrass themselves further.

Listening to the curses and mocking laughter around him,

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could kill Dai Mubai himself.

It was bad enough that he usually clung to him.

But in front of such a crowd,

he had dared to spout nonsense at someone without having the strength to back it up. He deserved to die.

Now, only three people remained on their team.

Four battles, four defeats!

"The match will continue!"

Bibi Dong's imposing voice echoed throughout