"Again!"
"All right!"
Eight Desolations Palm
Bang
"Keep going!"
"All right!"
Eight Desolations Palm
Bang
"Don't stop!"
"As you wish!"
Eight Desolations Palm
Bang
Again and again, over and over. Not only the spectators, but even Lin Hong and Lin Dong themselves had long lost count of how many times they had repeated those same motions.
Each time, Lin Dong refused to admit defeat and demanded to continue fighting. Each time, Lin Hong accepted Lin Dong's strange request without hesitation, sending him reeling until blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Each time, Lin Dong used the Red Potion Xiao Han had given him to treat his injuries, then immediately demanded another fight.
"Brother!"
Below the arena, Lin Qingtán could not bear to watch and murmured softly. As she fretted uneasily, a broad hand took the opportunity to rest on her jade-like shoulder.
"Uh!"
Lin Qingtán's body stiffened. Just as she was about to knock the hand away, it seemed to sense her intent in advance. After lightly patting her shoulder, it withdrew.
"Don't worry."
Xiao Han comforted her, "Lin Dong will be fine. Besides, Lin Hong is about to lose."
Lin Hong was about to lose?
Lin Qingtán's cheeks reddened as she looked doubtfully at the arena. Every clash had sent Lin Dong back, all the way to the edge of the platform. Clearly, Lin Dong was at a disadvantage. How could Lin Hong possibly be the one about to lose?
No, that wasn't right.
Lin Qingtán suddenly shuddered, and a glimmer of realization lit up in her eyes.
Sensing the emotions of the beauty beside him, Xiao Han asked calmly, "What is it? You noticed it?"
"Yes."
Lin Qingtán nodded lightly.
Although Lin Dong had been knocked back by Lin Hong every time, the distance he