"You—" Beibei was furious and wanted nothing more than to rush up and give Shiyu a savage beating. How could he treat his brother like this?
He was also secretly worried for his brother. Given what he knew of Xu Sanshi, even if he were beaten to death, he might not say those words. Shiyu had set a trap for Xu Sanshi from the very beginning.
Those supporting Xu Sanshi all spoke up in condemnation, feeling that Shiyu was going too far.
Some people also egged Xu Sanshi on, urging him to admit defeat quickly. What was so bad about gritting his teeth and saying those words?
They clearly just wanted to watch the excitement and feared no escalation. Rather than persuading Xu Sanshi, they were trying to stop him from doing so.
Even Buddha fought for a stick of incense; people fought for their pride. Xu Sanshi still cared greatly about his dignity, gritting his teeth and refusing to utter the words of surrender.
Those words were far too humiliating. He simply could not bring himself to say them.
Shiyu did not care whether he could speak or not. He just kept kicking him wildly, too lazy even to use his hands.
"Stop it now! If you keep beating him like this, you'll kill him!" After several minutes, Beibei could no longer hold back when he saw Xu Sanshi in an increasingly miserable state.
As he spoke, he rushed toward the edge of the fighting arena, intending to stop it.
A Staff Member from the combat arena stopped Beibei and refused to let him go up.
This was not favoritism toward Shiyu, but because they had received orders from the academy's higher-ups beforehand.
No one was to interfere with the battle on the stage unless the two fighters had