The man who had been punched by Hua Yuqiong before looked at Hua Yuqiong on the stage with a firm color in his eyes.
Yan Xi stepped aside and looked at the two people on the competition stage.
"Yeah--"
The man roared and rushed towards Hua Yuqiong. Just as his fist was about to fall on Hua Yuqiong, the black-robed figure suddenly disappeared. Then, a pain came from behind.
The man snorted, feeling even more wary.
Hua Yuqiong dodged again and punched the man in the face. In an instant, the corner of the man's mouth was broken and blood oozed out.
Hua Yuqiong would not give him a chance to breathe. While his mind was blank, he kicked him off the competition platform.
"Get off the stage, you lose." Hua Yuqiong said coldly: "Tell me your choice."
The man's head was buzzing, and his bleeding mouth grinned, revealing his teeth that were stained red with blood.
"...I choose...to stay..."
Hua Yuqiong raised her eyebrows, "Oh?"
The man got up from the ground and knelt down on one knee facing the old man in black robe on the stage.
"My Qian suddenly wants to recognize the person in front of me as my master..."
Hua Yuqiong was startled, looking at the bit of white light entering the center of her eyebrows, and curled her lips into a smile.
"What's wrong? I punched you so hard that your brain got cramped? Didn't you just want to leave?"
Qian suddenly raised his head and smiled, "I admire your master's boxing skills. I would like to thank you for your mercy and not knocking out any of my teeth."
Hua Yuqiong burst out laughing, "Use your eloquent skills as your energy to practice boxing. Okay, you stand aside." She raised her head and looked away, saying to the people in the audience:
"Who else wants a challenge?"
The man who had been punched by Hua Yuqiong earlier stepped forward.
"I'll do it!"
A look of surprise flashed across Hua Yuqiong's eyes, but she just smiled.
"Okay, it's just you."
The man walked onto the competition stage, looked at Hua Yuqiong, and asked, "Can we start?"
"You can do it at any time," Hua Yuqiong said.
Hearing this, the man quickly attacked Hua Yuqiong without saying a word. But in Hua Yuqiong's eyes, that speed was indeed a bit slow.
"Um!"
The man groaned in pain and suddenly lowered his waist to avoid Hua Yuqiong's subsequent punch.
Seeing him hiding away, Hua Yuqiong raised her eyebrows slightly and raised the corners of her lips.
This guy has pretty good observation skills.
The moves she used to deal with him now were indeed exactly the same as the moves she used against Qian Suran in the last game.
But this kid is inexperienced after all, so if she changes her moves, he won't be able to do anything about it.
"Ah! Hmm!"
"Bang!"
The man falls off the stage.
Hua Yuqiong stood at the edge of the competition platform, looking down at him.
"Get off the stage. What's your choice?"
The man gritted his teeth, his bloody fists gradually clenched and then relaxed.
"I choose to stay."
Before Hua Yuqiong could respond, he immediately knelt down on one knee in front of her and swore: "I, Tan Anchen, would like to recognize the person in front of me as my lord..."
Hua Yuqiong raised his eyebrows again.
Is it so easy for people nowadays to hand over their lives?
No one noticed that Yan Xi frowned slightly when he heard Tan Anchen's name.
…
When the sun went down, everyone in the training ground who was willing to challenge was beaten up. Those who were unwilling to challenge were also inspired to fight, and they were beaten up if they were not convinced.
In the end, only seven people chose to leave, and the rest all swore to recognize the Lord.