"Two extremely hard, extremely yang fist techniques, clashing head-on in the most direct way?"
Zhao Ziyu immediately understood.
Their aggressive, head-on fighting style was best described as injuring the enemy by a thousand while harming oneself by eight hundred.
Even though Tian Yinuo's combat strength far surpassed Zhang Chong's.
If the two of them truly kept fighting like this, then even if Tian Yinuo won, he certainly would not come out of it unscathed.
Even the slightest injury would affect tomorrow's battle.
"Then what should we do? Should we disrupt this fight?" Fan Yuze immediately jumped to his feet.
As expected of a spoiled young master, he could not even come up with a remotely sensible idea.
"Nonsense! With Tian Yinuo's temperament, even if he were no match for his opponent, he would never give us that chance, much less now. If you mess around, he'll beat you up too," Qin Shaofeng shouted.
Given his relationship with Fan Yuze, that shout immediately made Fan Yuze draw back.
When Fan Yuze spoke, he knew his proposal was indeed unworkable, yet his temper still made him blurt it out.
He had not expected Qin Shaofeng to react so strongly.
Tian Yinuo...
Remembering Tian Yinuo's temperament, his expression turned extremely ugly.
"You don't need to think too much about it. Even if Tian Yinuo gets injured in this match, it won't be anything serious. The sect will surely give him some help as well. At the very least, he'll recover more than ninety percent by the time he goes to battle tomorrow," Qin Shaofeng said helplessly.
Faced with someone whose stubbornness had reached such extremes, he had no solution at all.
Shaking his head helplessly, he simply pretended not to see anything.
After all, trying to forcibly control a situation beyond one's control