The final arena stood beneath the gaze of the entire crowd.
"Xia Ping!"
Qin Muyang glared at Xia Ping standing before him, his eyes bloodshot. "At last, we've made it to our match. Good. Very good. You weren't beaten by anyone else, and you're standing here in one piece. That deserves praise."
"Do you know how long I've had to wait for this chance? Two days. A full two days. I've never had to endure anything for that long in my life."
"But so I could crush you in front of everyone in Tianshui City and grind you under my heel, I held back!"
He would never forget the humiliation that bastard had inflicted on him during the preliminaries.
If it weren't for that guy named Xia Ping, he, Qin Muyang, would never have been beaten so badly by dozens of people, leaving him looking like a pig's head. His own father had almost failed to recognize him.
And that wasn't even mentioning how the guy had dared to flirt with Nangong Wu in front of so many people, stirring up rumors.
Everyone in Tianshui City knew he liked Nangong Wu and intended to marry no one but her. Nangong Wu had long since become his exclusive possession, yet this punk had actually asked her to dance for him alone. It was practically like putting a green hat on his head.
If he, Qin Muyang, could endure such humiliation, he'd be a cowardly turtle who hid in his shell for ten thousand years. Who would still respect him? Who would still give the Qin Family any face?
"Although I understand how you're feeling right now, you can't defeat me. I'm going to win this match." Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at Qin Muyang with an