After several rounds of intense hand-to-hand combat, both fighters were gasping for air, and a crater had been carved into the arena. Sun Li's face was also covered in sweat, making her look somewhat haggard, but her eyes remained sharp, refusing to relax. Chu Dazhuang's gaze was even more piercing. He knew that a fatal blow at this moment could secure him the victory.
Several rounds later, Chu Dazhuang and Sun Li stood facing each other, their expressions tense.
"Why is this woman so damn tough to deal with?"
