To Nurture One's Strength And Bide One's Time

"Hahaha! Despicable Spring, you have your bad days too!"

Once Boson sent Sword of Thunderbolt out of the arena, Vainglory was so excited he almost jumped out of his seat.

After all this time in the Quan Zhen Sect, Vainglory had never seen Spring Halo lost a bet… Today, he finally witnessed he lost a bet to Fearless.

Even though Vainglory didn't win Spring Halo personally, Vainglory's excitement as an enforcer of the bet was seen from his reaction.

Ming Du and the rest were pale-faced as they couldn't wait to hit Spring Halo.

Spring Halo extended his arms helplessly as he said, "What can I do? I'm also in despair too!"

Fearless pointed his staff at Spring Halo and the few others, "Stand there properly and don't move! Each person two kicks!"

"F*ck…"

Spring Halo exchanged glances with the rest as they stood in one line.

Vainglory smirked wickedly.

Ming Du commented viciously, "Little Chicky, I'll always remember this."