"Boom!"
Suddenly, a dull, thunderous sound erupted. Teng Feihu had kicked the entire chest of a Bi Xiu, causing him to spit blood and fly backward.
"Boom!"
Pi Xiu heavily crashed onto the arena and skidded nearly ten meters before coming to a halt.
A splash of fresh blood followed.
The force was too great; even a single kick could inflict severe internal injuries on Xiu!
"I surrender!"
Bi Xiu cried out helplessly. Being a frequent fighter, Pi Xiu knew when to persist and when to give up.
"Kill him for me!"
As Bi Xiu surrendered, Guan Sheng excitedly exclaimed, "The wine, where's my wine?"
Upon hearing Guan Sheng's shout, the palace maids from Jile Palace quickly poured the wine. Simultaneously—
"Kill him!"
Cheers rose and fell, almost everyone around was roaring. Both those who bet on Teng Feihu and those on Pi Xiu were nearly united. It seemed everyone wanted to see Pi Xiu killed!
Pi Xiu was pale.
