Xu Zimei clenched his fists tightly, feeling an unprecedented strength within himself.
By his side, Chu Yang was already covered in blood, but he staggered to his feet and charged at Xu Zimei.
With a light chuckle, Xu Zimei grabbed Chu Yang by the throat and slowly lifted him up.
"Brother Chu Yang," Baili Xiao shouted with tear-streaked cheeks from below the Combat Stage.
She desperately tried to run onto the Combat Stage but was stopped by Xiao Ruoxue.
"The match isn't over yet, you can't save him if you go up now; on the contrary, you'll harm him," Xiao Ruoxue said quickly.
"Aunty, please save him, I beg you," Baili Xiao said, crying with tears streaming down her face.
Xiao Ruoxue sighed and looked at the Combat Stage, her thoughts unknown.
...…
Seeing the fearlessness in Chu Yang's eyes, Xu Zimei said lightly, "I've heard many stories, 'constant dripping wears away the stone,' 'overestimating your capabilities.'
