In Pet Beast Arena Competitions, especially lower-level ones, it was not unheard of for low-level pet beasts to defeat intermediate pet beasts due to differences in the contestants' ages, as well as disparities in items and spirit patterns.
But in the match just now, all the buffs that could have secured victory were clearly on Cash's side.
Not only was he older, but his pet beast was also a level above his opponent's. He had even used an item. The spectators who had bet their money on him could not help but have their blood boil, with many nearly suffering a heart attack from anger.
For a moment, curses filled the stands, spittle flying everywhere.
The small number of spectators who remained silent were not particularly calm or well-mannered. They simply had not placed any bets.
Amid the torrent of abuse, Cash was starting to crack.
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Still, he had his expression under control on the surface, so no one could tell anything was amiss.
"I underestimated you," Cash said coldly.
Qiao Sang blurted out, "Did you? You even used an item."
Cash: "..."
Wasn't it perfectly normal to use items in a Pet Beast Arena Competition?!
Cash was irritated at being shut down and was just about to throw out another threat.
At that moment, a mechanical voice sounded:
"Summoning countdown, 3..."
Cash hurriedly formed a Hand Seal with both hands and summoned his second pet beast.
"Cash won't lose again, will he?" someone in the stands asked.
The person beside him snorted. "What do I care whether he loses or not?"
A white woman sighed. "I don't want him to lose."
"What, are you his fan?"
"No. I bet on him winning 2–1."
"..."
On the field, an insect pet beast appeared within the gray star