"Fatty, calm down!"
"The duration isn't the key at all! Think carefully about what this 'battle' means..."
Dai Mubai hurriedly reached out and pressed down on Ma Hongjun's shoulder, lowering his voice as he tried to dissuade him.
"How am I supposed to calm down?!"
"He not only insulted my dignity in public, he's even forcing me to do something worse than a pig or dog! This is absolutely intolerable!"
Ma Hongjun violently shook off Dai Mubai's hand. His chest heaved fiercely, and his voice even cracked slightly.
"Don't be so quick to lose your temper—what if, and I mean what if, you aren't the one attacking, but the one passively defending?"
Seeing Ma Hongjun's outwardly fierce yet inwardly timid expression, Dai Mubai leaned close to his ear and hinted in a voice only the two of them could hear,
"De-defending?"
"Th-that's Tang Hao! The partner of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse. He... he wouldn't be able to last ten minutes? Isn't that way too terrifying?"
The anger on Ma Hongjun's face instantly froze. He subconsciously glanced at Ah Yin, who stood beside Tang Hao.
Thinking of Tang Hao's Titled Douluo-level strength, as well as the formidable physique rumored to belong to Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts that had taken human form—
"That's hard to say."
Watching Ma Hongjun's flustered appearance, Dai Mubai muttered in a low voice, "The Heavenly Screen's punishments have never followed common sense."
The Spirit Hall Empire camp had already erupted, filled with gloating laughter.
"Hahaha! This Heavenly Screen really knows how to stir things up! It's simply a stroke of divine genius!"
"One doesn't care about race or partner and claims to stand tall beneath the heavens."
"The other doesn't care about age—so long as there's a hole, he can battle without end."
"These