Shen Tianlu said without hesitation: "If both sides suffer, you win!"

This is what Baldhead wants!

After hearing what he wanted to hear, he became excited again.

He stared at Chen Hetu.

He murmured: "Fall down quickly!"

The people next to the bald head who had placed bets with him also said: "Down! Down! Down!"

They desperately hope that Chen Hetu will fall.

As long as Chen Hetu falls, they will definitely win!

However, after Chen Hetu vomited blood, he staggered a few times and bent his knees. He was about to fall every time, but he relied on his strong willpower to resist.

He staggered forward a few steps, blood pouring out from the cracked wounds on his body.

Yun Xiaoyue was worried and wanted to step forward to help Chen Hetu. Just when she took a few steps forward, Chen Hetu shook his head and said intermittently: "Don't... come here."

Yun Xiaoyue hesitated for a moment, but seeing the determination in Chen Hetu's eyes, she gritted her teeth and retreated into the crowd.

Chen Hetu endured the pain in his body, bent down with difficulty, held his knees with both hands, and looked into the pit in front of him.

He wanted to see how Elder Yan was doing.

However, it was pitch dark under the pit and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Did something happen to Elder Yan?" Chen Hetu's heart tightened and he was very upset.

Although he and Elder Yan have different positions, he admires Elder Yan's character very much. If he doesn't suppress his realm, even if he has a trump card, how can he be his opponent?

At this moment, there was a sound from under the pit.

Chen Hetu's face lit up.

Then, a figure jumped up, it was Elder Yan who was knocked down to the bottom of the pit.

Elder Yan seemed to be fine, and he jumped down and came to Chen Hetu.

He said with joy on his face: "Little friend Chen, your punch was really strong and almost killed half of my life."

Chen Hetu was embarrassed, grinned and said: "Elder Yan, that punch of yours was really powerful, it almost wiped me out."

Thinking of the countless cracks that had appeared on his tyrannical body just now, he was still frightened.

Elder Yan waved his hand and said, "Young Chen, there is no need to be humble. I lost this competition!"

As soon as this statement came out.

The whole place was in an uproar!

"Elder Yan, you are obviously fine, why do you want to admit defeat? Do you want to abandon the reputation of Gufeng Academy and ignore it?" The elders of Gufeng Academy asked in confusion.

The students of Gufeng Academy also looked at Elder Yan in disbelief and shouted: "Chen Hetu has no strength to fight anymore. As long as you throw one more punch, he will definitely lose!"

However, the bald head also stared at Elder Yan with his eyes widened, and said angrily: "You are so damn good at punching!"

He wished he could go up and punch Chen Hetu on behalf of Elder Yan.

Elder Yan looked back at the elders and some students of Gufeng Academy and said, "I have tried my best, and I am worthy of Gufeng Academy."

After saying this, he turned around and looked at Chen Hetu and said: "Chen Xiaoyou, you can continue the challenge, I am going to heal my wounds!"

Only then did Chen Hetu react.

He asked in a daze: "Elder Yan, you obviously didn't lose, why did you..."

Before Chen Hetu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Elder Yan: "No, I lost."

"Huh?" Chen Hetu looked at Elder Yan up and down and said, "How is that possible! Aren't you doing a good job? It's me who is holding on here."

What Chen Hetu said is true.

He is just holding on now, relying on willpower to hold on.

If there was a bed here, Chen Hetu could not wait to lie down on it right away.

Elder Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I broke through the suppression just now."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!