Why did Li Shangtian say he was the Eternal Sect's disgrace? Because he knew that his fellow disciples had never lost in any major competition they entered.
Yes.
The opening Sect Competition, then the Dragon Tiger Competition.
As long as Eternal Sect Disciples participated, forget elimination—even the championship had never fallen into anyone else's hands.
But today.
Li Shangtian lost.
He ended the undefeated record created by his senior brothers, senior sisters, junior brothers, and junior sisters.
So, at the moment he collapsed, he cried, his heart torn to pieces.
Though he was not an Eternal Sect Core Disciple, his sense of belonging was no weaker than anyone else's.
Because he cared too deeply and could not accept his own defeat or the shame he had brought upon the Eternal Sect, he wept before everyone, tears falling like pear blossoms in the rain.
Did anyone mock him?
No.
The bystanders only admired him even more.
Because from the start of the sparring match until he collapsed from exhaustion, his legs had remained straight and unbending.
"Sect Master Jun."
Gu Tianxing raised a thumb and said, "Your disciple has backbone!"
His face had nearly been slapped swollen from predicting the outcomes of Eternal Sect Disciples' matches. Yet although he had finally guessed right this time, he felt no joy. Instead, he regarded Li Shangtian with solemn respect.
As long as one was not blind, anyone could tell that Ling Li was immensely strong and could have ended the battle quickly. Yet he deliberately dragged it out for half an hour, until he had tortured his opponent into utter exhaustion.
Just as readers had commented in the previous chapter: if you refused to surrender, could you blame someone for continuing to fight?
Sure.
No problem.
But the problem was that he had