The competition on the field was already very intense. Both of them were injured and had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, but they still looked very energetic.
The Flowing Sands delegation kept encouraging their prince, while the Ga Cang delegation was equally resilient.
Meanwhile, the people in the audience were shouting wildly; they had placed bets at the entrance before entering the stadium.
Many people have already lost out on the first place in Prince's group.
As the two fought, they reached the edge of the ring. Cheng Huaijin seemed to have the upper hand, but then Shi Mu suddenly seemed to have taken a superpower and grabbed Cheng Huaijin by the collar, throwing him off the ring.
Cheng Huaijin was already wary of him, so naturally he didn't let him succeed.
However, at that time, the two were positioned more advantageously to Shi Mu, and Cheng Huaijin had half of his body fall off the ring, clinging to the rope with his feet.
He leaped into the air, trying to grab the ropes with both hands so he could get back into the ring.
Shi Mu, however, did not give him that opportunity and stepped forward to stop him.
Cheng Huaijin hooked one foot onto the rope, and stretched out the other foot, knocking Shi Mu down.
After doing this, he almost fell off the stage.
Fortunately, he seized the opportunity and calculated that Shi Mu would definitely not notice his feet and would think that he still needed to rely on his feet for support.
He threw Shi Mu down, not completely knocking him down, but making Shi Mu stumble, giving him a chance to ease his predicament.
Shi Mu only managed to stand firm for a moment, but it was in that moment that Cheng Huaijin had the opportunity to return to the ring.
He doesn't lose as long as everyone hasn't fallen off the stage.
Therefore, the competition continued.
Shi Mu seemed to be getting angry, and his moves became even more ruthless.
Cheng Huaijin was the same.
The people around were in an uproar. Seeing such a wonderful match, they didn't have time to care about winning or losing for the time being.
After all, they couldn't understand it either. Although they had a hope, they weren't sure who would actually win.
Shi Mu would catch Cheng Huaijin and beat him, very hard, slapping him in the face and stomach.
Cheng Huaijin took several punches to the face, and after being punched in the stomach, he coughed up blood.
However, Shi Mu wasn't much better off. Cheng Huaijin kicked his knee, which outsiders couldn't see, but he could feel it himself; it seemed like there was something wrong with his knee.
If he hadn't touched Cheng Huaijin's leg earlier, he would have thought Cheng Huaijin had iron strapped to his leg.
The contest continued, and the arena was covered in the blood of both fighters. No one fell down, so no one admitted defeat.
Gu Yingxue, who was by the emperor's side, was on tenterhooks. When she saw Cheng Huaijin injured and coughing up blood, she truly understood for the first time what it meant to wish all the injuries were on her.
She really wanted to say, "Brother Jin, let's give up on first place!"
But she knew it was impossible; how could one admit defeat in a competition?
But she was heartbroken, truly heartbroken, as if a needle were piercing her heart.
She didn't even realize that tears were falling from her eyes and her eyes were red.
Of course, no one noticed, since everyone's eyes were on the two people in the room.
The two fought for a full hour. Apart from the initial probing, they went all out with every move. Now both were exhausted and stood not far from each other, catching their breath. Their eyes were filled with unwavering determination to win.
The envoys from Jia Cang all felt that Cheng Huaijin was very powerful, being able to defeat their general to such an extent.
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