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When no one was paying attention, Su Yang had already quietly circulated his energy and removed the silver needles.
Brother Bing could speak again, his hands could move, and the pain inside his body was gone. He looked bewildered, as if he had been through a lifetime, and turned to look at the rich second-generation kids, his voice trembling, "I... I don't know what happened; just now, I... I couldn't speak, and my hands couldn't move. I... I simply had no way to concede..."
"But you shouldn't have knelt down and begged for mercy!" a rich second generation roared in anger, "Just hold on a little longer and it would have been over! If you hadn't knelt down to beg for mercy, at worst you would've been judged to lose. By kneeling and begging for mercy, what the hell does that count for?"
