"Not going to admit defeat? What spirit!"
Su Yuan snorted and turned to the referee beside the ring, asking:
"May I ask how the fight can be ended if the opponent refuses to surrender?"
The referee replied, "You can knock your opponent out of the ring, or render them unconscious and unable to resist."
After explaining, the referee carefully added a reminder:
"Su Yuan, just end the fight normally. Don't go too far."
"Don't worry, teacher. I know my limits."
Su Yuan nodded, then turned his gaze back to the beautiful senior, who stood with her chin raised, steadfast and unyielding.
A playful glint flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Zhuo, are you planning to wait until I knock you out of the ring, so you can show off your righteous spirit by claiming you never yielded to the Demon Lord, even at the very end?"
"Heh. You're going to lose, but you still want to win a reputation for yourself afterward. Senior, you've certainly got a clever little scheme."
Anger rose in Zhuo Lixin's beautiful eyes.
"You—you're putting words in my mouth! I never thought anything like that."
Su Yuan replied coolly:
"Whether you thought that or not, I won't let you earn a good name in life or after death."
"I told you before, didn't I? If you refuse to admit defeat, then you'll have to bear the risk of your Dao Heart shattering—or even falling into depravity."
"Now, I'm about to begin."
Su Yuan's voice was utterly calm, but to Zhuo Lixin, it sounded like a sinister wind surging up from the deepest depths of the underworld. Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
A thought stirred faintly in her heart: if she didn't surrender now, what awaited her was a scene of utterly brutal despair.
But even