Chapter 921: A Thousand-Year-Old Monster

Su Jiu quickly looked over and saw Han Siye punch out.

Bang!

Rong Si's face was struck hard, and he staggered back, his back hitting the railing.

The corner of his lips split, and blood suddenly seeped out. It actually made his handsome face look more seductive, like that of a thousand-year-old demon.

Clang!

The referee rang the bell. The match was over. Han Siye had won.

Frowning, Han Siye walked up to Rong Si and extended a hand to him.

Rong Si ignored him. He stood up and wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand.

"Hey, why didn't you avoid it just now?"

Han Siye frowned. He could tell that Rong Si was on par with him. He could have dodged just now, but he didn't, as if he was just waiting to be hit.

I wonder what this kid is planning?!

Rong Si's eyes flashed with an obscure light. He didn't answer. "I'm willing to admit defeat."