C1245 He Dug a Pit for Zhang Xing

It wasn't long before the group made their way to the animal fighting ring. The place was bustling with excitement as spectators from two factions clutched their betting slips, shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Go, Iron Rooster, peck with all your might!"

"Golden-Armed Monkey, scratch him!"

"..."

Below, within the confines of the steel cage formation