"Wait!"
Ling Feng slightly raised his hand, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "This battle will be postponed for now. Give me a month, and in a month, I will challenge you again!"
"A month?"
Dongfang Chun sneered, "Ling Feng, what right do you have to ask me for a month? Just one more strike, and you will surely be my defeated opponent!"
"Humph, Senior Brother Dongfang, don't listen to him!"
Outside the battle circle, Jiaan Guangyi shouted when he heard Ling Feng wanted to postpone, "Ling Feng, you must be joking. You were the one who wanted to challenge Senior Brother Dongfang, and now you're delaying when you can't win. Month after month, won't it be endless?"
"That's right, Senior Brother Dongfang. Take advantage of your victory and teach this kid a harsh lesson!"
The few Hall Masters of the Eastern Alliance were filled with righteous indignation, impatiently wanting to see Ling Feng severely defeated.
Stopping now, who could tolerate it?
