Just as Sun Xiaoyan stunned the audience with his victory, Lin Zhengli, who had woken up from his blackout, was quietly complaining behind his elder brother.
"Why did you forfeit on my behalf? If I had been awakened, I might not have lost the fight!"
"And then what?" Lin Zhengren didn't even turn his head.
"If it wasn't for my carelessness, how could that barbarian have had a chance? Not to mention that guy from Fenglin City hasn't even laid the foundation! I can't stand the thought of him winning the championship!"
"Even if you had beaten him, based on the points, he would still be the champion of the first years. It's meaningless. Besides…" Lin Zhengren's mouth curled slightly, "What if you had lost again?"
"How could I possibly!" Lin Zhengli looked around and then lowered his voice, discontentedly saying, "Don't you believe in me? That I could lose to him?"
"Who knows?" Lin Zhengren smiled lightly and dismissively.
