Gong Dayou conceded, his heart filled with humiliation.
He could have accepted losing to a powerful sequence ability.
But he had lost to a [Phantom Assassin]! A lousy [Phantom Assassin], the kind that was a dime a dozen in the Safe Zone!
It would have been less humiliating if Fu Wanli had simply kicked him unconscious!
Despite his bitter resentment, Gong Dayou still conceded.
He had to admit that Fu Wanli, this [Phantom Assassin], was absurdly strong.
Accepting defeat was both an acknowledgment of his inferior strength and a matter of dignity.
Gong Dayou conceded without suffering any injuries.
With that, the atmosphere of the battle between Nanrong and Zhongrong grew more amicable, and both Han Shuo and Zhao Longfei breathed a sigh of relief.
Nanrong had already won. There was no need to press the issue and spare their opponents no dignity.
Zhongrong had already lost. There was no need to nitpick and lose their composure.
"Gong Dayou of Zhongrong University concedes. Fu Wanli of Nanrong University wins!"
Fu Wanli stood where he was, trying to maintain a dashing image.
Unfortunately, he simply could not contain his excitement. His smug delight was written all over his shifty face, and his grin nearly split it in two.
Zhao Sifang muttered, "Little Fu looks worse smiling than he does crying."
"Ahem."
Fu Wanli cleared his throat twice to draw everyone's attention, then said with feigned nonchalance, "Next!"
With that, Fu Wanli closed his eyes, looking utterly blissful as he savored the moment.
So this was what it felt like to show off successfully... awesome!
Han Shuo nodded. "Since you're asking for your next opponent to come straight up, we at Zhongrong University can hardly refuse. Bao Ping'an, get ready..."
"No, no, no, Principal Han! I was joking!" Fu Wanli hurriedly waved