As Yang Zhe stepped off the arena, the referee finally came to his senses and announced, "Ling Chen wins this match!"
"Now that all four semi-final spots have been taken, everyone please go back and rest well. We'll have the final matches in three days."
After the referee's words, Ling Chen breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk down from the stage. However, just as he stepped off, he felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.
It's unknown how long passed before the groggy Ling Chen finally woke up.
"Ling Cheng, you're finally awake." Hearing Xia Yue's voice beside his ear, Ling Chen slowly turned his head to see a concerned Xia Yue and smiled weakly: "Sister Xia."
Seeing that Ling Chen was not in serious trouble, Xia Yue scolded him lightly, "You, I don't even know what to say to you. Clearly unable to hold on, yet you were stubbornly resisting. Do you know how worried we were?"
Ling Chen replied sheepishly, "Well... Sister Xia, I did win, didn't I?"
