"Die."
At the very end of the battle, Xuanyuan Liefeng suddenly seized an opening and immediately struck with all his strength, blasting a punch toward Ru Xue in the distance.
Ru Xue was already seriously wounded, the aura throughout her body in complete disarray. She was utterly unable to resist.
She could only watch helplessly as Xuanyuan Liefeng's punch came down.
Once it landed, Ru Xue would surely die.
"Ru Xue concedes."
Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from beyond the Arena.
Yet that voice did not affect Xuanyuan Liefeng in the slightest. He continued to drive his fist toward Ru Xue's head.
At that critical instant, a long, slender hand firmly caught Xuanyuan Liefeng's fist.
Xuanyuan Liefeng looked up and saw that the man before him was none other than Chu Jingming.
"I said she conceded. Are you deaf, or are you doing this on purpose?"
Chu Jingming's eyes were filled with icy coldness.
He stared at Xuanyuan Liefeng before him and spoke each word distinctly.
Ru Xue was currently cradled in his arms.
"This is the Arena. If someone concedes, it only counts if she says it herself. What use is it for you to say it?"
Faced with Chu Jingming's questioning, Xuanyuan Liefeng showed no fear. Instead, he lifted his head and met Chu Jingming's gaze directly.
His right hand exerted a little force.
But his fist was clamped tightly in Chu Jingming's grip. No matter how hard he struggled, he could do nothing about it.
In the end, only after Xuanyuan Liefeng used half the strength in his entire body did he manage to break free.
"Fine. What you said makes sense."
The corners of Chu Jingming's lips rose. With a wave of his hand, Ru Xue was flung directly from his embrace.
Meanwhile, he stood