"Hahaha, Lu Xiao looks like a fool in front of Night Demon."
"Lu Xiao, just fight back, will you? Attack him, don't be like a turtle shell."
"In less than five minutes, Lu Xiao will be dead, mark my words."
"The professionals are really professional, brutally fierce, every move is aimed at taking a life."
"Ah, I should have bet more."
In the hall, the crowd resumed their discussions, and the atmosphere was no longer tense; everyone's faces were filled with relaxed smiles.
In the courtyard, Lu Xiao had been dodging left and right earlier, but now he couldn't be bothered to move.
Well, Night Demon's attacks were flashy, but they somewhat felt like a tiger in action but with a combat record of zero kills and five deaths.
The back-and-forth clanging and banging made quite the spectacle.
"You... move a bit too," Night Demon also got a bit anxious. What was Lu Xiao up to!
Irina said we'd just put on a show together—how do you play your part with that shell opened up?
