The crowd was in an uproar. How was Mystic Beast fighting 'not much different' from a cock fight or a dog fight? The difference was huge! And what do you mean by the strengths are roughly the same, and the only difference is in luck? That's just nonsense!
Everyone here was an experienced player. With a single look, it was obvious that this great prodigy Mo had simply picked one based on intuition. Furthermore, this Cat-bodied Tiger was the smallest among the six. And its weight was even lighter than the others by a jin, probably even more.
One jin might not make much of a difference with other Mystic Beasts.
But to a Cat-bodied Tiger which only reached around 10 plus jin in weight at full maturity, one jin of difference… was a huge deal! Was this Young Master Mo not keen on winning anymore? Miss Miao clearly told him all the necessary information just now, and this was actually the most rudimentary thing to take note of! There was no way he didn't know this!