"Next round's match draw results are out." Mige, the Tower Wolf who got the news first, shouted loudly, "Azure Demon—Azure Demon versus Wan Mo!"
"Two demons fighting each other. This time, there's a good show to watch, hahaha!"
"Interesting."
"One of the most anticipated matches!"
"Will Wan Mo, with his golden Battle Puppet, be stronger, or will Azure Demon, who can unleash a hundred and eight consecutive moves, be stronger?"
The students buzzed with discussion. By the time the battered and bruised Chi Mu scared off a cluster of students and squeezed into a precious viewing spot, the duel between Azure Demon and Wan Mo had officially begun. Yue Yang had a bye this round, because the student drawn to fight him had already forfeited. What a joke—Yang Ping, who possessed the golden Battle Puppet Ridgeback, had been beaten by Little Titan until he was sent sprawling and left searching for his teeth. Knowing that the fellow who had invented the Saint-grade goose-feather pen was a complete monster, who would still want to fight him? Only a fool and an idiot combined!
Hauge happily patted Chi Mu on the shoulder and laughed. "Good thing you're here. Otherwise, getting this spot really wouldn't have been easy!"
Chi Mu flew into a rage. "What do you mean? My face is a little swollen now, but I was unquestionably a handsome man before! Besides, among the swollen-face tribe, who could be more handsome than me? Nobody hit your face, yet you look like you've been disfigured, and you still had the nerve to yell 'Ghost!' at me? You seriously lack self-awareness! Listen, buddy, if you don't clear this up in public, I'm not done with you!"
Hauge hurriedly apologized. "Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled 'Ghost!' at you. But