The Purple Lightning Demon Lion... had actually lost?
Even the Xin'an students found the sight unbelievable.
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
Huohuo did not care about that. It stood proudly atop the unconscious Purple Lightning Demon Lion's head, waving its clawing vines as it proclaimed its victory.
Serves you right for looking down on me!
Serves you right for looking down on Plant Spirit Beasts!
The more Huohuo thought about it, the less satisfied it felt. It even whipped the unconscious lion a few times with its vines.
Song Shao's face darkened as he used his Beast Taming Card to retrieve his Purple Lightning Demon Lion.
If Zhou Lu had won by forcing the Purple Lightning Demon Lion out of the ring, he could at least have found an excuse, claiming Zhou Lu had won through clever tricks.
That way, even if he had still lost, he could have salvaged a little face.
But just now, Zhou Lu's spirit pet had won fair and square by rendering the Purple Lightning Demon Lion incapable of fighting.
He could not even find an excuse.
"You won." Song Shao's face was livid, but he still gritted his teeth and acknowledged his defeat. At a time like this, he absolutely could not lose his temper. "You are very strong. To have trained a Plant Spirit Pet to such a level... if you had trained any other spirit pet, you would definitely have become Xin'an's brightest rising star."
Song Shao understood one principle very well.
When someone had slapped your face in battle and defeated you, first, you could not admit your own mistakes. Second, you had to elevate your opponent as much as possible.
Only by holding your opponent high enough could it make your own loss seem undeserved.
Huohuo grew even angrier