"Ah..."
Feeling a burning pain on his left cheek, Tang San cried out in pain.
Had he been disfigured?
Tang San touched the wound on his face in shock. Though he looked rather ordinary, he still cared about his face! Zhu Zhuqing actually dared to injure his face! She truly had a death wish!
Zhu Zhuqing felt somewhat apologetic and quickly withdrew her martial soul, preparing to step forward and check on Tang San.
The audience below erupted in an uproar. Most of them had placed Outside Bets, yet after injuring her opponent, Zhu Zhuqing had not pressed her advantage and instead withdrew her martial soul!
"What are you doing?! Get him!"
"Are you fixing the match? You withdrew your martial soul at a time like this!"
"Hit him!"
"Hit him!"
"Hit him!"
The cries from below grew louder and louder, but Zhu Zhuqing ignored them. She simply walked toward Tang San with a hint of apology, intending to examine his wound, only to be stopped by Tang San.
Tang San covered the wound on his face and shot Zhu Zhuqing a vicious look. However, he quickly withdrew his gaze and pretended not to care as he said,
"It's fine. The match isn't over yet. Let's continue..."
Zhu Zhuqing did not notice the fleeting viciousness in Tang San's eyes. She nodded and returned to the other end of the Soul Duel Stage.
Since she dared to lay a hand on Tang San, she had to be prepared for his retaliation.
With that thought, Tang San no longer hesitated. From an angle Zhu Zhuqing could not see, he swept his hand past Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night at his waist, and several coldly gleaming objects appeared in his hand.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, knew nothing of this.