Wang San was already panting from exhaustion, but he hadn't even touched Xiang Yu's clothes.
"Stop running, kid, and fight like a man," Wang San was getting a bit anxious.
"Fine then, I'll stop running," Xiang Yu suddenly halted, and seizing the moment when Wang San bent over to catch his breath, he stepped forward and punched him in the face.
Wang San was knocked to the ground by Xiang Yu's fist, and anger surged through him; he wanted to get up and tear Xiang Yu to pieces, but by then, Xiang Yu had already grabbed his throat.
"Hold on, you can't kill me, I'm with Yan Bin," Wang San said in desperation, fully aware of the rules of the ring. Now, due to his own mistake of underestimating Xiang Yu, he found himself in this predicament; this wasn't the time to worry about face, saving his life was what mattered.
