Too Shocked to Handle: Even the Beauties Get Zapped!

The match had turned into a cat-and-mouse game, stretching on for a whole incense stick's time.

By now, the spectators had fully grasped Ronald's strategy—stall.

All he needed to do was drag things out until the effects of the Frenzy Demon Pill wore off.

Bullsix was on the verge of a meltdown. No matter how many ways he attacked, no matter how fiercely he swung his axe, he couldn't even graze the edge of Ronald's robes.

The crowd erupted into a storm of murmurs, some pitying Bullsix, others cursing Ronald's shameless tactics.

More moments passed, and Bullsix was drenched in sweat, his bloodshot eyes filled with despair.

No matter how potent the pill, its effects would eventually fade.

And now, that moment had come.

Just as Bullsix's breath faltered, Ronald knew it was time.

With a flick of his wrist, he casually tossed a small, humming object toward his opponent.

"Zzzzzt!"

A bolt of electricity crackled through the air, striking Bullsix squarely. He let out a guttural roar before collapsing onto the arena floor, his body convulsing from the residual shock.

It was a perfectly calculated strike—Frenzy Demon Pill forced one's potential to its limit, but when the drug wore off, the body's meridians became incredibly fragile. A single well-placed jolt, and Bullsix's meridians could be permanently damaged—or even severed entirely.

"The match is over! Ronald wins!"

The moment the referee's voice echoed through the stadium, the human spectators erupted into deafening cheers!

For years, the Barbarian Bulls prided themselves on their brute strength, looking down upon the human race. But now, the sixth-ranked warrior on the Ten Young Titans list had fallen to a mere human.

This was a victory for their people!

Screams from human women rang through the air, shaking the very foundations of the arena.

Qin Xue patted her chest, letting out a relieved sigh—only to suddenly realize something. Her expression instantly morphed into a furious pout.

Meanwhile, Qin Ji also allowed a rare smile to creep onto his face.

"Though Ronald is a traitor to the Empire, this battle alone will deal a significant blow to the Barbarian Bulls' morale. It'll ease the pressure on our border forces."

He stroked his chin, casting a glance at the ever-composed Mia before shifting his gaze to his sister, Qin Xue.

A thought took root in his mind.

On the other side of the arena, the two elven warriors, Yang Tai and Mo Yu, exchanged looks, each detecting a hint of surprise in the other's eyes.

"What do you think?" Yang Tai asked.

Mo Yu, the ever-cold dark elf, simply replied, "He's just a human."

Yang Tai frowned slightly.

"The human race has always respected us elves. But if they continue to rise… it could be problematic."

Mo Yu's gaze briefly flickered toward Ronald before he let out a short, indifferent response.

"He's just a human."

"…Seriously?"

Yang Tai shook his head, exasperated by his companion's detached attitude.

"Well, let's hope you're right."

As Ronald made his way back to his seat, the crowd instinctively parted for him.

But just as he was about to take a breath—

A mob of young women swarmed in, bouquets of flowers in hand.

He blinked.

Among them weren't just human girls—there were even non-human women.

"Damn it, even a Giant Elephant Tribe girl is here?!"

Ronald's head throbbed. He was utterly drained from the match and had zero energy to deal with this overzealous fan club.

Glancing at Blackmoon, he subtly signaled for backup.

Understanding instantly, the Hunter Squad members rose to disperse the crowd.

But these girls weren't so easy to shake off.

"Don't push me! I have something important to tell Brother Li!"

"Brother Li, please give me an autograph!"

"Brother Mu Fan, it's me! Xiaofang! We used to be from the same village!"

…

The sheer enthusiasm was overwhelming, and even the elite Hunter Squad struggled to control the tide of admirers.

"This is getting out of hand."

Ronald's patience snapped. A vein throbbed on his forehead as he abruptly stood up and roared—

"ALL OF YOU, BACK OFF! ONE MORE STEP, AND I'LL SHOCK YOU UNTIL YOUR HAIR TURNS INTO A LIGHTNING ROD!"

His voice thundered through the arena, silencing the entire stadium.

The audience collectively gasped.

The Thunder Demon lived up to his name.

No hesitation. No mercy.

Even the innocent beauties weren't spared from his wrath.

From the VIP balcony, Luo Shuihan rolled her eyes playfully.

Qin Xue, on the other hand, burst into laughter, while Mia chuckled, shaking her head.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of the stands, a mysterious figure let out a soft chuckle.

With that little episode over, the next match was about to begin.

Yang Tai of the Elf Clan versus Su Nümei of the Scarlet Fox Tribe!

Given Yang Tai's long-standing reputation and elven heritage, the odds were naturally in his favor.

Ronald, watching from his seat, gritted his teeth and turned to Blackmoon.

"Bet five thousand on Yang Tai."