"I've lost!"
Man Rong's body suddenly went limp, his expression somewhat vacant as he uttered these three words.
Within the tribe, Man Rong was one of the top Beast Tamers, and with his status, no one dared to win against him.
And in the previous beast battles with Chu Country, he had always been victorious.
But today, his defeat was utterly miserable—all three matches lost!
On the Qianshan City side, many people watching this scene felt it was somewhat unreal.
The once arrogant and proud Man Rong was now in such a state of decline—truly a satisfying sight for everyone.
"We won, three battles all won!"
"Amazing, this new Deputy Commander has such skills."
Many people looked towards Chen Yu, their eyes filled with admiration.
The new Deputy Commander, so young, had defeated the young genius Beast Tamer of the Mantu Tribe in a beast battle.
The Red Flame King glanced at Chen Yu and thought to himself, "This kid didn't do anything; all the credit belongs to me."