Live Broadcast to Tens of Thousands: Fiancée Beats Up Her Fiancé

Just as Dai Mubai was about to slam his fist on the table and stand up, a calm voice cut him off.

"Mu Bai, admit defeat," Yu Xiaogang said calmly.

Flender turned his head sharply. "Xiao Gang?!"

Zhao Wuji's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his face full of confusion. "Admit defeat? What did you say?"

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth. "Grandmaster, are you... serious?"

Yu Tianheng and the others also looked puzzled.

By surrendering without a fight, what are they trying to achieve?

Dai Mubai froze on the spot.

His eyes were fixed on Yu Xiaogang, his gaze filled with disbelief and barely suppressed rage.

"The results of the ranking matches only determine the matchups and seedings in the finals; they have no real impact on the final results," Yu Xiaogang explained calmly. "The Imperial Fighting Team's strength is unfathomable. If we were to clash with them head-on now, we would only expose our trump cards and exhaust our stamina."

His gaze swept over every Shrek member present.

"Our real battleground is in the semifinals and finals. The wisest course of action now is to conceal our full strength, conserve all our trump cards, and unleash them unexpectedly at the crucial moment."

Is this logic correct?

right.

Flawless, watertight, as perfect as a standard answer.

But reason is reason, and people's hearts are people's hearts.

Zhao Wuji sneered, "Cowardly behavior!"

The disgust in his eyes was undisguised.

In his view, Yu Xiaogang was just a coward who only knew how to talk big, a coward who could talk a good game better than anyone else.

Flender sighed, neither agreeing nor refuting.

He understood Yu Xiaogang's thoughts.

That's just too pathetic.

Ma Hongjun slammed his fist on the armrest of the seat and muttered, "I understand the logic, but..."

"But I just can't swallow this." Oscar finished the sentence for him.

Yu Xiaogang's judgment was correct.

From a purely tactical perspective, this is perhaps the only correct choice.

But what he didn't know was that for Dai Mubai, this wasn't a tactical issue.

Some battles have nothing to do with whether you win or lose.

We have no choice but to fight.

On the stage, Zhu Zhuqing waited for more than ten seconds.

She wasn't in a hurry when no one came up.

Instead, a slight smile appeared on his lips as he uttered three words: "Coward."

The three words sound so light and airy.

But it precisely ignited Dai Mubai's explosive barrel.

Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant, all the thoughts in his mind about "tactics," "patience," and "putting the big picture first" were shattered into pieces.

coward.

She calls herself a coward.

Dai Mubai, the Dai Family in the Star Luo Empire, nicknamed "Evil Eye White Tiger," was called a coward by his former fiancée in front of tens of thousands of people.

"Mu Bai!" Flender shouted sternly.

"Dai Mubai! Sit down!" Yu Xiaogang also called out to him in a deep voice.

But by then their words were useless.

Dai Mubai abruptly shook off Ma Hongjun's outstretched hand, his movement as he stood up carrying an undeniable ruthlessness.

"Don't stop me."

Only three words, spoken in a voice that was hoarse with extreme suppression.

He wants to go up.

He wanted to prove that Zhu Zhuqing was nothing without the Dai Family and without him.

He wanted to prove that abandoning the marriage was the stupidest decision she had ever made.

Ma Hongjun was thrown off balance and staggered. He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't stop him.

He simply yelled towards the ring, "Boss Dai! Get her!"

Oscar stood up immediately, cupping his hands to his mouth. "Let her know how powerful the Evil Eye White Tiger is!"

Forget about strategies, forget about the big picture.

My brother's in the ring, I'll cheer him on even if my voice cracks.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned ashen.

His hands were behind his back, his fingers interlocked, and his knuckles were glaringly white from the excessive force.

As the commander-in-chief of the Shrek Team, his orders were ignored in public.

Every word he said was correct.

Every judgment is sound and can withstand scrutiny.

But these correct and well-reasoned arguments are simply ignored by our own people!

Yu Xiaogang remained silent, not uttering another word.

But everyone could feel the extremely low chill emanating from him.

Flender glanced at him, and finally let out a long sigh.

Let him be.

He rubbed his temples, his voice filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

"Between Mu Bai and Zhu Zhuqing... the Star Luo Dai Family and the Zhu Family, the White Tiger and the Spirit Cat, a natural pair, a destined bond. But precisely because the bond is so tight, once it is broken, it becomes an unbreakable knot."

He shook his head. "Some things, in the end, Mu Bai has to face on his own. We can't stop him, and we shouldn't."

Dai Mubai stepped onto the arena.

The noise in the room suddenly fell silent after he stepped onto the last step.

He stood opposite Zhu Zhuqing, no more than a few dozen steps away.

The wind passed between the two.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands, the two stood facing each other.

Dai Mubai's expression was complicated.

The overwhelming anger he felt when he first stepped onto the stage seemed to be forcibly suppressed the moment he actually faced her.

The anger remains, the resentment remains, and the trampled pride still burns.

His gaze fell on her face.

Zhu Zhuqing has lost some weight.

The curve of her chin is sharper, and the coldness in her eyes and brows is more pronounced than before.

She has changed a lot.

Dai Mubai took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty, "Zhu Zhuqing."

Is there really no room for anything between us anymore?

When he uttered those words, his voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't answer that question at all.

His slender figure slowly lowered his center of gravity, his arms slightly outstretched, and his fingertips slightly curved like cat's paws.

That was her most standard starting stance.

The body, encased in the tight-fitting combat suit, stretched into a smooth yet dangerous arc, like a thin blade about to be drawn from its sheath.

Her Soul Power surged, and a chilling aura spread from her body.

She only said two words.

"Come and fight!"

"..."

Dai Mubai stared at her with trembling eyes, then slowly closed them.

When he opened his eyes again, those heterochromatic Evil Eye, one gold and one purple, were already burning with a cold light.

"Roar!!!"

The roar of the Evil Eye White Tiger surged from his body.

"As you wish."

The two beastly auras collided in the center of the arena for a full three seconds.

The audience in the front row were forced to lean back repeatedly by the aftershocks.

"The Soul Fighting begins!!"

As soon as the referee's voice rang out, Zhu Zhuqing took action.

Her figure seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving not even a shadow.

Dai Mubai opened his eyes as wide as they could.

That's too fast!

It was at least twice as fast as what we saw in the stands during the qualifiers!

Instinct is issuing frantic warnings.

Left side? No, right side? No, that's wrong too.

Where are they?!

He had no way of pinpointing Zhu Zhuqing's location.

A black afterimage darted around him at high speed, so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to track it, leaving only a series of afterimages.

Damn it!

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and swung his tiger claw to intercept the afterimage that flashed past on the left.

Missed.

The claw-like wind only tore through the air.

Zhu Zhuqing secretly activated her External Soul Bone, Black Shadow Claws, at the very start of the battle, doubling her speed and imbuing all her attacks with piercing properties.

This is one of her trump cards.

But there's no need to hide anything when dealing with Dai Mubai.