Great Emperor Shura's heart was as hard as a rock. He found it hard to accept.
Before the last two rounds, he was almost certain that he would win the bet. In fact, they were even prepared to celebrate in advance.
But now that Li Jiancheng had lost this round, he'd lost everything.
In an instant, they'd become the ones falling behind.
Although he was sure to win in the last round, so what? Even if he won, it was useless now.
In the current situation, the Shura Retreat had four wins, three draws, and five losses. Even if they won the last round, it would still be five wins, three draws, and five losses. It would be a draw!
If the outcome of the thirteen rounds ended in a draw, would the Shura Retreat still have the right to continue the challenge?
Judging from the current situation, many of the vassals were leaning towards Sacred Peafowl Mountain. Their repeated performances had won the hearts of many.
