"Ling Chen!"
"Ling Cheng!"
Seeing Ling Chen injured and lying on the ground, Qiu Yong, along with porridge girl, all stood up from their chairs, their faces filled with worry and concern as they watched Ling Chen, their brows slightly furrowed.
"Big brother, Ling Cheng seems to be in critical condition, we should let him step down," Xia Yue said anxiously.
Qiu Yong nodded, quickly walked over to Su Mei, and whispered in her ear. After he finished speaking, Su Mei acknowledged with a nod and then looked up to give a signal to the referee on the stage.
The latter immediately understood and raised his right arm high, declaring loudly, "I announce that this duel..."
"Wait!" Before the referee could finish, Ling Chen's voice rose from the ground: "I... I can still go on." As he spoke, Ling Chen slowly stood up from the ground. However, his legs were weak, and his body was wobbly, as if he might fall at any moment.
