The arena fell silent.
After about three seconds, the soundless silence was finally broken, and the audience erupted.
"Holy crap? A draw?!"
"Oh my God, I never expected this outcome!"
"Ahhh! I bet on 1:3! Does that mean I have a chance of winning now?!"
"What's going on with Frida? Extremely Sky Great Bird had an advantage over a Fire type and was a whole rank higher, yet she still lost?"
"You can't call it a loss. It was a draw."
"They've already fought so many matches! Their pet beasts' energy and stamina should have been nearly exhausted, yet it still ended like this. How is that any different from losing?"
"If you ask me, even if Qiao Sang's pet beast hadn't fought a single match and was at peak condition, Frida still shouldn't have ended in a draw."
"I'm kind of a fan now. That unnamed pet beast's final counterattack was so cool! It charged straight through the attack and pounced to bite it. Ordinary pet beasts probably wouldn't dare do that even if their Pet Tamer ordered them to."
"Qiao Sang! Qiao Sang!" Some audience members stood up and roared excitedly, looking like crazed fans.
They were all the people who had bet on 1:3. They had actually regretted it a little after placing their bets.
After all, Frida had ranked thirteenth in last year's D-rank Pet Tamer Arena Championship. She had a General-level Pet Beast and stood at the very peak among D-rank Pet Tamers. How had they decided Qiao Sang could win a round against Frida just because she had gone undefeated in over twenty arena matches?
Besides, most Pet Tamers preferred to have one pet beast fight until it could no longer continue before sending out the next one.
God knew how crushed they had