Gu Jinrong huddled in a ball, shaking uncontrollably, his once-handsome face now swollen like a pig's head, with blood and tears smeared all over, his mouth pleadingly moving as he begged for mercy.
He surrendered!
Can't he just surrender?
His appearance was truly ugly and laughable.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
In the brief span from when Gu Jinrong was sent flying until now, just a few breaths of time, he remained utterly defenseless and was completely defeated!
Tragic!
Utterly tragic!
The few losers who had fought against Gu Xiaonan before couldn't help but touch their own faces, suddenly grateful that they could leave the arena so quickly.
If they stayed there a bit longer, would they end up like Gu Jinrong?
Gu Xiaonan leaned in as if to listen to him, "What did you say? I couldn't hear you clearly. Oh, you don't want to admit defeat? Alright, then I'll fight you until you surrender!"
