The Demon Race all sighed in lament. After all, only a few believed Yuan Ya could win. Then, suddenly, another demon cried out, "No, no! With strength like Baxia 478869's, how could he possibly be a level-four gladiator beast? I could believe level five or six! North Sea Dragon Palace... you must give us an explanation!"
"Sorry!" Ao Feng said blandly. "There is nothing to explain. That is precisely how it is recorded in the Dou Ce of my North Sea Dragon Palace!"
"No, this won't do..." The Demon Race members who had lost their wagers were somewhat dissatisfied.
Ao Feng snorted coldly. "If you think Baxia 478869 is not a fourth-rank gladiator beast, then you may place your wagers on him. If you win, my Yazi Gladiator Arena will certainly pay out. Now that you have made no choice, how can you blame my Yazi Gladiator Arena?"
All the demons fell silent, though the looks on their faces still showed their unwillingness to accept it.
How could Xiao Hua care about those demons? Delighted, he rose to head toward the side gate. Yet at that moment, Ao Feng spoke again. "If my fellow immortals feel unwilling to accept this, then watch the next match. Perhaps you may receive another surprise!"
As he spoke, Ao Feng raised his hand and pointed. "Roar..." A resounding lion's roar came from the opening where Yuan Ya had vanished. At the same time, a small cage flew out of another opening. When Xiao Hua saw the beast inside the cage clearly, he froze!
The cage was extremely small, even a third smaller than the one Yuan Ya had occupied earlier. Inside lay a crooked, slanted dwarf barely three feet tall! Was that not a member of the Dongtian River water tribe whom Xiao Hua