Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Chapter 54 – Finish The Fight Within 10 Minutes
Translator: Mr Voltaire
Editor: Phoobiee
A ‘bang’ sounded out as Zhang Biao’s body flew out like a leaf within a gust of wind.
This time, Uncle Feng had kicked much harder, causing Zhang Biao to fly quite far. He smashed into the electric cage, which caused crackling and sizzling sounds. After dropping to the ground, Zhang Biao’s body violently trembled as he foamed at the mouth and fainted.
The spectators all cried out in horror. Those who thought that the match had been fixed quickly dispelled that thought - no one wanted to use their own life to take part in such an act.
The crowd now started to become interested in this hunchbacked old man. This underdog was a hidden and mysterious expert. It was uncertain whether Zhang Biao was dead or alive, but no one cared about him anymore.
Zhang Biao caused more than half of the betters to lose money; he was already gaining face since they were not cursing him. That was typical of the coldness displayed by those in the upper-class society.
Qin Feng felt a wave of coldness pass through his heart. His fists were tightly gripped together, and he wished he could smash Hao Yun’s head with a punch. However, he controlled himself. After seeing how loyal Zhang Biao was to him, Qin Feng was much more concerned about him right now.
“Young master Yun, Zhang Biao won’t be able to last very long. I want you to send him to the hospital right now,” Qin Feng said to Hao Yun with a dark expression.
Hao Yun felt delighted after seeing Qin Feng angrily begging him to send Zhang Biao to the hospital. He played with the jade ring on his thumb as he unhurriedly replied, “Young master Qin, I don’t think I can allow that. This arena has its rules - before the fight ends or a fighter surrenders, the fight must continue.”
Before the fight ends or a fighter surrenders? Zhang Biao was already unconscious - how was he meant to surrender?
Qin Feng could tell that Hao Yun didn’t dare to openly attack him. However, tonight he was determined to get rid of Zhang Biao as
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