Having stowed his smartphone in his pocket, Li Chengyi took one last glance at the people sprawled out on the ground behind him.
Only when he was certain that their injuries would not prevent them from participating in the imminent competition did he prepare to leave.
His goal was not to kill; killing was too abhorrent, after all, if an opponent died, there would have to be a replacement to take their place.
He also couldn't cripple all his competitors, as the event would inevitably become a mere facade, serving no purpose in advancing his disciple's status within the family.
What he wanted was for people to recognize Li Chongnan's strength and potential while securing a top-three finish in the fierce battle competition.
Therefore, he had to grasp the right measure.
"Stop right there!"
Just as he was about to leave, a stern shout suddenly came from a distance.
