Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, diluted by seawater, making it less conspicuous. Ares's gaze, now calm like that of a lion after rage, lingered on Yang Chen for a moment before he asked, "So, this is the inner strength of Huaxia?"
"Yes," Yang Chen nodded. "I'm also surprised by its momentum. I only found out today that this thing can actually disregard the rules of space."
Ares's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity. After a long while, he said, "You won."
Yang Chen was taken aback, then smiled. "Just as the rumors say, you always declare your victory before the fight, and you're still gracious enough to admit defeat afterward."
Ares grimaced. "Do you take me for a coward who can't let go? Lost today, I'll come back with fists next time! Even though you won this time, you still can't kill me. While your Huaxia kung fu can injure me, you should be well aware that chasing me down is impossible."
