At this thought, Pang Yi had made his decision. Maintaining his current strength for the time being was enough to deal with Huang Xiao.
Although he could still raise his strength further, doing so would consume far too much of his Internal Power. Besides, it was more prudent to leave Huang Xiao severely injured now; that would work more to his advantage.
After all, defeating Huang Xiao was expected. Everyone understood that.
And how could he fail to see through Huang Xiao's little scheme to drag things out?
Huang Xiao did not want people to ridicule him for being defeated in an instant or lasting only a short time in the Martial Arts Arena, so he wanted to stay up there as long as possible. That would probably make it easier to account for himself when he returned to the Heavenly Demon Hall.
But Pang Yi felt that if Huang Xiao really thought that way, it was utterly laughable.
Suppressed by him in the arena, scarcely able to fight back and reduced to taking blows-even if Huang Xiao lasted two hours like that, he would not earn the elders' praise.
Because anyone could see that Huang Xiao amounted to nothing before him.
Lingering there in such a spineless fashion would instead leave an appalling impression on these elders.
Now Pang Yi no longer even wanted Huang Xiao to concede. He wanted to thoroughly trample Huang Xiao before everyone, humiliating him and stripping the Heavenly Demon Hall of all its dignity.
Huang Xiao looked battered, but the damaged Meridians within his body were swiftly restored by his Imperishable True Qi.
If he wished, he could also heal the finger hole left in his chest, but to avoid drawing too much attention, he left it there for now.
These were merely superficial