As the dust settled, what appeared before everyone was a giant needle ant with stars in its eyes.
Deng Tianyue felt as if he had been struck on the head with a bat, his mind in a daze.
Had he lost just like that?
A buzz of astonishment arose from the spectator stands.
Although there wasn't much suspense when Bingke Xilu faced a mid-level pet beast like the giant needle ant, this was, after all, the quarterfinals, and every contestant's mid-level pet beasts were exceptional. To end in less than half a minute was really too fast.
"That was too quick."
"Why couldn't it hold on a little longer? What if Qiao Sang switches out Bingke Xilu in the next round?"
"I didn't expect Qiao Sang to actually use tactics with Bingke Xilu against a mid-level pet beast. So sneaky..."
"'Double retribution' only works if you can withstand the attack; if you can't hold on, isn't that just like standing still and getting hit?"