"The point doesn't seem to be that..."
Watching Han Bing deliberately pretend nothing had happened, Lu Xin clicked his tongue in amazement.
Han Bing was actually very skilled, but she didn't know that he knew she was very skilled.
Now that she dared to fight someone right in front of him, did that mean she no longer minded showing her true self in front of him?
Looking up, he saw Gecko darting up and down through the crowd.
Although he had seen it many times already, Lu Xin still had to admit that watching a Spider-type fight was truly a pleasure.
Gecko was fighting a hundred people alone in the crazed crowd, every movement precise to the extreme.
His fists, feet, elbows, head, butt, kidneys, and every other part of his body—even the wine bottles, chairs, plates, boiled fish, and all sorts of other weapons around him—were used to their fullest. He weaved left and right through the crowd, his movements fierce and swift, like a nimble monster.
He took no losses whatsoever, sweeping one burly and frenzied person after another to the ground, where they rolled around and wailed.
At first, dozens of people had been attacking him alone, but later, that was no longer the case.
There were simply too many people. Many of them didn't even know whom they were hitting. On top of that, their reactions were slow, but their tempers were explosive. Thus, as the fight continued, many of them began attacking one another. Vegetables, grilled skewers, shoes, underwear, and all sorts of things kept flying through the air.
"Judging by this situation, it won't end well until the Guard Department arrives."
Lu Xin was an honest man. He had never seen such a crazy brawl before, so he couldn't help shaking his head.