Sama Yūichi left the field, utterly lost. His retreating figure looked lonely and desolate. At this moment, his life had truly ended in failure.
He had not only abandoned his dreams, his youth, and his efforts.
He had also abandoned the ideals he had started with.
"You won." Those were his last words before leaving the field.
"When it comes to resolve, I'll never measure up to you."
"Keep moving forward, even if you aren't strong enough yet. You've already surpassed me in far, far too many ways."
"Carry your resolve and your partners' with you, and face your final showdown."
In the stands, Long Weixi had already lowered her head. "You jerk..."
Fat tears splashed onto the ground. Cheng Tian and the others could only watch, not knowing what to do.
"You only... you only had to carry all our hopes with you and do the very best you could..."
"Why... why did you have to say all that... why did you have to dig up all the frustration and sorrow I'd buried in my heart..."
"Just as I thought... that really was underhanded of you..."
Long Weixi was a prodigy, the youngest Dragon-type Elite Four member in China's history.
She came from an ordinary family and had started out slowly finding her own way. With a very weak Swablu, she had gritted her teeth and persevered through failure after failure.
She had become Long Lan's apprentice. Although she was usually absentminded, she had never slacked off in her training. She had also displayed extraordinary talent, becoming Long Lan's absolute favorite apprentice, without exception.
Through her own efforts, she had climbed step by step onto the stage where she stood today. Yet she had made such an enormous concession and sacrifice for Wen Xu. How could Wen Xu not