Neither Li Ji nor Ah Qi were using any weapons. It was a brutal collision of raw power.
It was a brutal, bare-knuckled brawl.
Ah Qi, in particular, fought with the desperation of a man with nothing to lose. He paid no mind to his own injuries, his only thought to attack, and attack relentlessly!
Watching from below the stage, Chen Wangbei's heart pounded with dread, terrified the Prince would be injured.
Fortunately, the match didn't last long.
It soon ended with Ah Qi's defeat.
He was sent flying by a punch, crashing heavily off the side of the stage.
He was now bruised and swollen, covered in injuries—a truly wretched sight.
In contrast, Li Ji, standing on the stage with one hand clasped behind his back, looked utterly composed.
He looked down at Ah Qi and coldly uttered two words.
"You lost."
