A few days later.
"That brat Dai Huabin..."
Chu Ge looked torn between laughter and tears.
Once again, he was sitting in the audience by the arena, while Dai Huabin, facing Huo Yudie on the platform, repeated what he had done a few days earlier...
"I, Dai Huabin, will kowtow and admit my mistake!"
Thud- ×3
Under the watching eyes of the crowd, Dai Huabin gritted his teeth, anger written across his face. In the end, however, he knelt once more and knocked his head against the ground three times with resounding thuds.
He had lost.
He had never imagined that he would lose again.
To explain all this, they had to go back a few days...
At the time, he had just absorbed the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone. His Soul Power had almost reached level 39, and his confidence had soared to its peak.
"The way I am now..."
"How could defeating Huo Yudie be difficult? Taking her head would be as easy as reaching into a bag!"
An honest question: how would a top-tier Beast Martial Soul, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, plus a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and level 38 three-ring cultivation fare against a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster?
A sure win!
At least in his eyes, it would be no different from killing a chicken to take its eggs.
Then, brimming with confidence, he had sought out Huo Yudie and made another wager with her, with three kowtows as the stakes.
He would take back everything he had lost.
Starting with...
Making her kowtow to him!
At the time, he had failed to notice that Huo Yudie was looking at him as though he were an idiot. More importantly, he had forgotten that his thoughts had been exactly the same the last time he had made