C872 The Flame Devil Helped Him out

Hsiao Yao was none too pleased on the spot.

"Why the hell should I pay to watch some punk compete when I could be doing something else?" he grumbled.

With an innocent grin, he said, "Hey, big guy, the one inside clashing with the Divine Weapon is a buddy of mine. He's the one who invited me to watch."

"Oh, really?" The burly man glared and flashed a chilling smile