There Was Foul Play

At this point, the host had even forgotten to commentate. The two moved too quickly—no, Three-Slasher was simply too fast. He had instantly defeated the Evil-Eyed White Tiger!

And he had hit even harder than usual. Did these two have a grudge? It was not just the host who thought so; even the audience below thought the same.

The waiting room.

Xiao Wu and the other two stared blankly at the arena, unable to help wondering whether Boss Dai had offended this person.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing had indeed changed her opinion of Dai Mubai. From the moment he had truly dared to step onto the stage, her heart had stirred slightly.

But now... it was gone again.

Because Dai Mubai was simply too embarrassing right now. He had been beaten so badly that he could not fight back at all, taking a beating from beginning to end.

In the arena.

After Dongfang Yu threw another punch into Dai Mubai's stomach, Dai Mubai passed out. Dai Mubai had been beaten beyond recognition, his face bruised black and blue, even his front teeth knocked out. It was a stark contrast to his former image as a refined young noble.

"Miss, can you announce the result now?" Dongfang Yu stretched lazily, then rubbed his fists. After all, punching people made his hands hurt too.

"Ah... oh, right." The host hurriedly came back to her senses.

"I announce that Three-Slasher is the victor of this match!"

"Congratulations to Three-Slasher on his thirty-five-match winning streak!"

"Woohoo! Three-Slasher is awesome!"

"Hahaha, I bet 100 Gold Soul Coins on him winning ages ago!"

"That's nothing. I bet 1,000 Gold Soul Coins, hehehe..."

"Holy shit..."

The audience's cheers continued without end. At this moment, Dongfang Yu was the center of attention, the spotlights shining down