The Time to Settle the Score

The scene from a month ago surfaced in his mind.

Rain had poured down as Li Yan looked down at Yang Sheng from above.

Yang Sheng had stood in the rain in despair, begging Li Yan to give him one more chance.

But Li Yan had answered him with only one sentence.

"I'll kill you with my own fists..."

After a month, the situation had changed beyond recognition.

But Li Yan's attitude remained the same.

A long-suppressed fury immediately rose in Yang Sheng's heart.

His hands gripped the armrests of the chair beneath him tightly.

This was the anger he had buried for three years.

Liu Chang, who sat beside Yang Sheng, was seeing an angry expression on his face for the first time.

Yang Sheng was usually a man of few words and even fewer smiles.

But today, with his fight against Li Yan approaching, Yang Sheng's emotions were constantly rising.

If defeating Li Ya half a month ago had been merely collecting a little interest,

then standing in the same match arena as Li Yan today meant it was finally time to settle the score.

Liu Chang also thought of the grudge between Yang Sheng and Li Yan.

Although she did not know much about the deeper conflict between them, seeing Yang Sheng's expression now allowed her to empathize with him.

Liu Chang quietly reached out and covered the back of Yang Sheng's hand, gently patting it.

Yang Sheng turned to look at Liu Chang and smiled.

"Don't worry."

Hearing that, Liu Chang truly felt relieved.

She believed in Yang Sheng—unconditionally.

Ten minutes later, all four matches had ended.

As expected, the winners were all Dark Force-level competitors.

The next round would be Yang Sheng versus Li Yan, and Wang Chao versus Qian Feng.

As the referees' whistles