Ye Ling, accompanied by Su Rou, left the Jinling Martial Arts Academy under the uncertain gazes of the crowd.
Tian Zaiye lay sprawled on the arena, seemingly abandoned by the world, unable to move, with no one coming to his aid.
The once strongest warrior of Jinling City, now crippled by Ye Ling, had no one willing to help him leave!
Tian Zaiye's eyes were blood-red, filled with an undissolvable intent to kill and hatred.
With his limbs disabled, even though he was half a step away from being a Great Grandmaster, he had now lost the ability to move.
Thinking about living like a disabled person for the rest of his life, the hatred in Tian Zaiye's eyes surged even more.
"Carry me away, and I'll give him a million!"
Tian Zaiye screamed with all his might.
Under the temptation of money, someone finally tiptoed onto the stage.
