Herold also felt something was amiss and picked up a megaphone nearby.
"What are you doing over there? Why aren't you taking action against a little girl? What's the dilly-dallying for?"
No sooner had he shouted out these words than those dozens of men seemed to undergo some excruciating torment, their bodies rapidly withering away.
In the blink of an eye, these men had horrifyingly transformed into rolling meatballs on the stage, their blood oozing out and instantly covering the entire platform.
Such a terrifying scene would cause panic in anyone who saw it.
Khaled's mouth hung open, and he instinctively stumbled several steps backward, falling to the ground.
"Impossible, this little wench must have cheated; she's got some weapon on her."
Chen Yu let out a cold laugh and directly took an A4 paper by his side.
"It looks like I've won today's match, so I'll be taking the management rights of the sixth level without further ado."
