"Fuck! Damn it!"
Qin Mang cursed, throwing a furious punch in the air, feeling utterly frustrated.
On the surface, it seemed like a sure win for Pan Sanshi against Chen Wenhua in the matchup, with one more victory sealing the deal for the challenge.
But in reality, it gave Tianlong Commerce Chamber a chance to turn the tables and snatch victory from the jaws of defeat!
That's not to say Qin Gang would lose, but their odds of losing had increased ever so slightly.
Pan Sanshi, knowing he was in the thick of it, had his face go dark when he heard he would be fighting Chen Wenhua, the weakest one. He shouted at Han Yu, "You son of a bitch! Weren't you supposed to fight? Come on!"
Han Yu just shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Master Pan, what you said is funny. How did you know that I would be the one to fight in the third match for Tianlong Commerce Chamber?"
"You!"
