"You're really something. Your fists are so heavy—I felt like my body was about to be shattered just now." Yamcha forced himself to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke with admiration.
He had now experienced the gap in strength between himself and Tien Shinhan. Tien Shinhan was far stronger than him, not by just a little.
"Your attacks aren't bad either. The Wolf Fang Fist is much fiercer than before." Tien Shinhan assumed a fighting stance again. "Let's continue, Yamcha!"
Just as everyone believed the fierce battle was about to erupt once more, Yamcha made a move none of them had expected.
"Spare me. I don't want to take a few more hits from those fists of yours." Yamcha smiled and shook his head, then turned to the Blonde Referee. "Referee, I concede."
The moment those words came out, not only was Tien Shinhan stunned, but even the Blonde Referee was taken by surprise. Everyone in the backstage waiting area was utterly shocked.
Yamcha had actually conceded voluntarily.
Yet to Yamcha, conceding now was not shameful. After understanding the gap between himself and his opponent, returning to train harder and make up for his shortcomings was what he sought now.
Failure was not frightening. What was frightening was lacking the courage to face failure.
Yamcha had clearly thought it through. If a minor setback left him unable to recover, that would be true failure.
"Due to contestant Yamcha voluntarily withdrawing, the winner of this match... is contestant Tien Shinhan!" The Blonde Referee snapped out of it and immediately shouted the declaration of Tien Shinhan's victory.
As the Blonde Referee gave the announcement, the previously silent stands erupted in a wave of uproar.
From initial disappointment, to anger, and then witnessing this earth-shattering showdown,