"Chokehold, chokehold! He's definitely going to lose fighting like that. This is killing me."
"Hey, quit giving stupid advice from the sidelines. Does the Eagle Head Demon even have hands? A chokehold? Why not tell him to slide in and hit it with an uppercut?"
"Peck its neck! From what I've observed, that's its weak point. A hit there could score a Critical Hit!"
With the players in the livestream shouting instructions from afar, Lu Xing and the Strange Butterfly grappled and rolled around on the ground.
This was Lu Xing's third challenge against the Strange Butterfly.
When the Strange Butterfly saw him, the fear in its eyes—so unlike its reaction to the other players, who had fled without hesitation—turned into an arrogant, condescending stare. It held its head high, as if the words "I'm strong" were written across it.
That made Lu Xing furious.
The Strange Butterfly treated other players completely differently from how it treated him. It had clearly decided he was a weakling it could bully at will.
Determined to wipe away the shame of his previous defeat, Lu Xing took the initiative and attacked.
But the result remained unchanged.
He realized the players in the livestream had been talking big. Before the fight, they had all promised to provide combat coaching from the sidelines. One player even claimed to have studied ancient martial arts, combat techniques, and genetic warrior fighting styles... But none of those skills were any use in the Eagle Head Demon form.
Faced with the Strange Butterfly's bullying, he could barely fight back.
He didn't even manage to inflict any real damage on the Strange Butterfly. It hardly counted as a fight; he was just taking a beating.
Before long, Lu Xing was utterly exhausted. He collapsed on the ground, too weak