Their blood volume decreased at the same time.
Feng Han's pet, 280,000 blood volume.
Tong Zhen's pet, 292,000 blood volume.
Feng Han's pupils shook, a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
Even though there's only a 12,000 blood volume difference, the victory and defeat are clear.
Everyone was taken aback.
"It seems Tong Zhen is indeed superior, winning with such a small margin."
"Indeed, Tong Zhen's pet made an all-out attack in the final moment, concentrating entirely on attack, relying on its high earth attribute defense for a gamble."
"Feng Han felt his pet had higher blood volume, so he played it safe, focusing on defense in the end."
"Tong Zhen's gamble paid off in this match."
Lan You's voice rang out: "Advancer, Tong Zhen!"
Tong Zhen was delighted, cupping his hands and smiling at Feng Han: "Brother Feng Han, thanks for the match."
Feng Han's face darkened, he snorted coldly, said nothing, and jumped off the arena.
The second battle started immediately.
