"I'll hold another fighting competition..."
Nangong Jin continued his "recruitment," holding one competition after another without a break. He worked through the night until Yang Qingniu and the others were so exhausted they had all fallen fast asleep.
Before dawn, Wang Yi turned off the Energy Lighthouse's illumination. He had watched the fighting competitions all night and felt he was holding up well. It was just one all-nighter, so he didn't feel the need to specifically go and catch up on sleep.
Nangong Jin, however, was struggling to hold on. He was coughing nonstop and felt like he was about to spit up blood.
