Upon the northern platform, when Shao Lingshan saw the scene of Liu Xingruo being knocked out of the ring, his face turned ashen.
His hands unconsciously clenched tightly, and veins bulged on his arms as he crushed the armrest of his chair into powder.
Yet, Ye Zhiqiu was in high spirits, smiling as she glanced at Shao Lingshan across from her.
"Oh, isn't that Liu Xingruo from the West Courtyard's Inner Sect? This man excels at Light Cloud Jump, Nine Palace Sword, and Cloud Clearing Palm, recognized as one of the top three among the Inner Sect Disciples. Who thought he would get eliminated so quickly? Brother Shao, don't take it out on the chair; it was bought with public funds, after all."
Just for the fact that Chu Xisheng had pushed Liu Xingruo out of the ring, she decided she would be a bit gentler when she taught him a lesson later.
Shao Lingshan remained silent, giving a cold huff and turned his gaze toward another platform.
He had nothing to say now.
