Li Xiang came between the two of them and calmed down the internal strife that was about to erupt.
After all, they were on the Generals' Battle Stage now. If they were to fight amongst themselves, then it would truly become a joke. They would lose all their face to the foreign race.
This was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
Drunkard frowned slightly but didn't say anything. He staggered to the side and hugged the gourd. His eyes were closed, and he looked like he had passed out.
On the Generals' Battle Stage, there were five rounds of three wins. They had already passed three rounds with one loss and two wins. There were still two rounds left. As long as they could win one more round, the Human race would be considered the winner of this battle.
"It's my turn!" Li Xiang said decisively.
Bang bang bang!