"If I fight, I will give my all."
"For me to become someone who might block your martial path, I cannot do it, nor am I willing to."
At the end, he did not hesitate, directly saying, "Candle Kite, I admit defeat."
The words fell.
Under Candle Kite's control, the teleportation aura rose, sending him away from the arena.
Yu Xingchen appeared in front of the students waiting to ascend.
Facing the attention of the crowd, he stepped away from Arena 2, moving toward other arenas.
On Arena 2.
Power intertwined around him like armor, Xie Wuya stood in place, looking dazed. Candle Kite's voice sounded in his ear.
"Student Xie Wuya, you have become the master of Arena 2."
"Do you require healing?"
"No!"
Xie Wuya suddenly reacted, the serious expression on his face disappeared, and he looked in Yu Xingchen's direction, shouting loudly, "No, that's not what I meant, come back!"
"Yu Xingchen, Big Brother Xingchen, Uncle Xingchen!"
"How can there be a reason to win without a fight!"
