"You..."
Chu Ming's mouth overflowed with a trickle of fresh blood as his eyes glared furiously at Bai Xiao.
In just two short minutes, his mindset had shifted from shock to annoyance, and now to humiliation. Chu Ming refused to accept the fact that he had been defeated by Bai Xiao. His body struggled, trying to prop up his dazed head.
However, as Chu Ming's upper body just started to lift,
a large foot stomped down from above, trampling on his chest with heavy force. With a thud, Chu Ming's back struck the ground.
This time, he had exhausted his last bit of strength.
In a daze, Bai Xiao's ruthless voice echoed from above.
"Remember this moment well..."
"This is your shame, the shame of the defeated!"
Next to Chu Ming's face, numb and confused, those two sentences pierced his ears like a demonic chant, echoing in his head over and over again.
...
At the edge of the field, near the exit to the changing room corridor.
