Ling Chen's words, like a heavy hammer, fiercely struck Yi Shuiyan's heart, nearly leaving him breathless.
Faced with Ling Chen's gaze, Yi Shuiyan opened his mouth but was at a loss for words. He had thought the battle was a sure win, but he did not expect to end up in such a situation. Whether he believed it or not, this was the reality before his eyes.
"I... I admit defeat!" After hesitating, Yi Shuiyan struggled to utter these three words. After speaking, he walked off the stage listlessly, like a deflated ball.
"Stop right there!"
Hearing Ling Chen's voice from behind, Yi Shuiyan turned his head back, frowning and said, "I've already admitted defeat, what more do you want?"
Ling Chen replied with a smile that was not quite a smile: "Do you have a problem with your ears, or is it your memory? I just said, in a fight to the death, without seeing life or death, don't think it is over. Unless I accept, you have to stay on the stage."
