Bibi Dong first felt a surge of satisfaction, then a trace of reluctance appeared in her eyes. She suddenly rose from her chair, slammed the Angel Scepter heavily against the ground, and snorted coldly. "Shut up!"
In an instant, all the curses and mockery came to an abrupt halt. The audience did not dare utter another word.
"I don't need your pity!" Master roared.
Little Jiu covered his face. Just keep at it! Would lowering your head cost you a pound of flesh? You just had to go head-to-head with Master's Wife!
"Hmph, Yu Xiaogang, I originally intended to spare you. Since that is your choice, don't blame me!" Bibi Dong's voice reached Yu Xiaogang's ears as she said flatly, "The match will continue!"
Only Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu remained on the field. Yu Tianheng's gaze sharpened. He remembered that these two were Little Jiu's beloved women. This was still a match—if he attacked them, no one could say anything!
"Fifth Spirit Skill, Blue Electric Dragon Wings!"
With a rustle, a pair of dragon wings spread from Yu Tianheng's back, granting him the ability to fly and increasing his speed by eighty percent. With one flap of his wings, Yu Tianheng flew straight toward Zhu Zhuqing.
"First Spirit Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
A claw crackling with purple lightning slammed toward Zhu Zhuqing.
"Tian Heng, stop!" Dugu Yan was shocked. She had been waiting for the other side to surrender, but she had not expected Yu Tianheng to seize the chance to seriously injure Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing had actually been ready to give up, because there was no need to continue. Tang San, Dai Mubai, Ma Hong Jun, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar had all been seriously injured.
There was no longer any suspense in this match.
Moreover, she and