At this moment, his heart felt icy cold.
He had an urge to cry bitterly.
This guy was playing him!
What serious injury—it was all fake! How could someone seriously injured so easily defeat a strong fighter at the Expelling level?
"Why... why are you still so strong?"
The young man shouted with despair.
Chen Yang ignored him, and just then, Elder Sun, coughing blood, climbed up from the ground. As soon as he met Chen Yang's gaze, he began to tremble.
At this moment, he already understood that he was far from being Chen Yang's match. Even if he fought with all his might, he might not be able to harm a hair on the opponent.
He regretted deeply, regretted his impulsiveness. If he had been more cautious, the outcome would not be this.
But regret was useless. The urgent matter now was to save his own life.
Thud!
