I lost... I actually lost... Zhao Chuanyu stared at the scene of his Red Swift Dragon being carried away, his expression dazed, his mind a blank.
A camera timely gave him a close-up shot of his face.
The audience went silent.
A few seconds later, with the exception of Zhongkong Region's audience, who looked displeased, the audiences from all the other regions burst into excitement.
Especially the Yuhua Region audience, who were screaming wildly, some were even so excited that they were close to tears.
"Ah! We won! Qiao Sang won!"
"Liaoxing Dog! Liaoxing Dog!"
"I knew it! I knew Qiao Sang would win!"
"Zhao Chuanyu actually lost! I never dreamed he would lose! I always thought he would be the champion of this National School Beast Taming League!"
"The Red Swift Dragon was only contracted later on, it didn't even listen to Zhao Chuanyu once."
