Chapter 576

Griseo heard this,

her face filled with curiosity and anticipation,

she folded her hands on her chest:

"That's right, that's right!

How could he possibly defeat Sister Durandal?

Sister is our pride,

her strength is obvious to all."

Pardofelis joined the discussion with a giggle:

"Hehe, the ending is already set in stone,

let's just wait and see how he cries later,

and how he loses all face in front of Sister Durandal."

Mobius leaned lazily on the chair,

as if having no interest in this duel:

"Crying might not happen,

but losing face is definitely inevitable.

After all,

he is challenging Durandal,

this is not something any Tom, Dick, or Harry can compare to."

Elysia sat with her legs crossed with a smile,

her eyes sparkling with playful and expectant light,

she shook the wine glass in her hand gently,

as if watching a wonderful drama:

"Mhm~ this good show,

I am looking forward to it more and more.

I wonder if this challenger can bring some surprises to Durandal,

or,

just simply become another stepping stone for her?"

Under the gaze of the viewers full of anticipation and curiosity,

the content in the light screen continued to unfold,

the duel between the challenger and Durandal was about to be staged.

Faced with the challenger in front of her,

Durandal's eyes were firm,

her face cold,

her heart already had a decision:

It's time to teach him a profound lesson,

and let him understand what true strength and gap are.

So, under the gaze of the viewers full of anticipation, the match content continued to be staged wonderfully.

Durandal's eyes were sharp,

staring fixedly at the man in front of her,

her heart already secretly decided to teach him a profound lesson,

and let him understand what true strength is.

With the referee's order,

"Match start!!!"

Durandal instantly increased her strength,

her hands tightly gripping Shelby's wrist like a copper wall and iron wall.

At this moment, Shelby,

only felt his hands clamped by a powerful force,

as if bound by invisible shackles,

"This... what is going on!"

He widened his eyes in shock,

trying to break free but in vain.

"Wait... my hand!!"

Shelby's other hand pressed against the table in a panic,

but he couldn't exert any strength,

and could only watch his wrist

gradually lose the room for resistance in Durandal's hands.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

As the pain intensified,

Shelby wailed in pain,

his face full of distortion and unwillingness.

And Durandal was expressionless,

easily letting go of her hand,

and asked calmly:

"Are you willing to admit defeat this time?"

Shelby shook his almost numb hand in pain,

pointing angrily at the girl in front of him,

"You... you, you!

What kind of dirty trick did you little girl use...

Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts me to death!"

His words were filled with unwillingness and anger.

Durandal said expressionlessly:

"If your skills are inferior,

you should admit defeat openly.

Then work hard to catch up,

this is not shameful."

Shelby was even more angry upon hearing this,

shouting loudly,

his voice almost piercing the entire venue,

"Don't be proud,

it's just that your hand strength is relatively large,

what's so great about it.

Old Jin! Where is Old Jin!

Your martial arts gym's student hurt someone,

and you don't come out to give an explanation,

I'm not finished with you!"

Durandal shook her head helplessly,

her tone revealing a hint of sarcasm:

"Don't try to play the rogue,

weren't you the one who said an arm can be back on the ground in ten days or half a month just now?

Or do you intend to use the child being small as an excuse not to pay up?"