Geng Ming leaned against the railing at the edge of the arena, his hand quietly reaching behind his back to grip three flying darts, ready to launch them at any moment.
"I admit you have some skill, but true power is only decided at the very last moment!" He licked his lips, his gaze burning as he locked eyes with Lěng Yè, as if the opponent before him were his prey.
"You're right, the outcome isn't decided yet, but it will be soon," Lěng Yè replied, then dashed straight toward his opponent.
Chapter 569