Leave the Rest to Me 　

"Let's see how long you can last!" Duan Qingchou grinned viciously as he leaped forward and kicked Baili Han roughly. Blood spattered around them. Before Baili Han could stand up, Duan Qingchou slammed his palm onto his back.

"Stop! The match is over!" The referee jumped onto the fighting stage and shouted at Duan Qingchou. Anyone could see that Baili Han did not even have the strength to retaliate.

"He has not admitted defeat yet, how can it be over?" Duan Qingchou had a bloodthirsty, delighted look on his face as he kicked Baili Han again and again. His face was stained with droplets of blood, turning his expression terrifying.

The crowd on the watching platform had gone deathly silent at the gruesome scene, fear in their hearts.

Finally, Duan Qingchou stopped, his face full of savage delight. As for Baili Han, his whole body was bruised and bloody, and it was too horrible to look at.