章 1868: Victory

Cheng Fengyun's mouth gaped open, big enough to fit an egg.

'What the f*ck?!

'Aren't you the Holy Daughter of the Purity Sect? Aren't you the supreme calamity that would only appear once in millions and millions of years?

'F***, you actually admit defeat directly without even fighting.

'Judge, I want to make a report, there's something fishy going on here!'

Even if Cheng Fengyun's mental activity was incredibly high, he could not say a single word.

What could he say?

The tournament rules did not say that taking the initiative to admit defeat was disallowed. How could it be that he could force Bewitching Maiden Rou to fight with Ling Han?

Running naked, he would have to run naked… He felt his vision darken.