"You shouldn’t put me on such a high pedestal. I’m not so sure I’ll be able to win either, and it’ll be even harsher on me if I fail," Xue Ying joked, though his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. In regards to that fat hunk’s combat power, he did not feel he so certain he could triumph.
"Haha, no need to be so humble. You think I still don’t know you that well?" Chen Jiu turned toward the other arena with the three rosy-lipped children garbed in undergarments and laughed. "Losing in the previous arena, I can’t do much about. When it comes to this one, however, I can actually say I am confident in my chances."
"Mn."
Both Jian Huang and the Meishan Clan Master nodded in response.
Xue Ying also agreed with that assessment. Chen Jiu had a total of eight arms! His strength truly showed itself when handling a joint attack.
