"I'm not fighting anymore…" Bai Yuhe looked at the ninth person who jumped onto the stage. He was disheartened.
It wasn't necessary to continue fighting.
"Why? Are you afraid?" The ninth contender was a woman, and she shot an icy glare at him.
"Everyone, the joke is on me. It turns out that I am a frog in a well, and it's better for me to return to the mountains…" Bai Yuhe ignored what the woman said and waved at the crowd. Anyone could see that he was feeling despair at this moment.
It's better for me to go back to the mountains and farm.
This time around, there wasn't any difference if I left the mountains or not.
The so-called martial arts skills that I have cultivated are all a joke.
Every challenger's skill level was similar to Bai Yuhe's, yet he had been immeasurably self-satisfied and assumed that he had reached a level that his predecessors were unable to attain.
