The observing experts were speechless. They all cursed inwardly. Damn that kid! This was a fight between cultural researchers! Why was he saying those words? That kid...was truly worthy of being a descendent of the Zheng Family.1

Bang!0

Zheng Yunhui launched another stomp, but this time, Su Yu wasn't able to move away. Zheng Yunhui's foot landed on Su Yu's chest, causing him intense pain. With a resolute look, Su Yu grabbed Zheng Yunhui's leg and bit down on it.4

"Ahhhhh!" Zheng Yunhui wailed in pain. "Let go of me!"0

Spurrt!0

During his momentary distraction, the saber in his hand turned small and stabbed through his palm before flying toward his throat.0

With a crazed roar, Zheng Yunhui opened his mouth and bit down on the saber, catching it with his own mouth. His teeth shook, and more blood poured out of his mouth. Both combatants were already fully soaked in blood.0

This was an act? Nobody would believe that now. At that moment, even Liu Hong believed that he had been too suspicious. This was not an act. The two kids were really fighting with everything they had.0

In fact, it looked like one of them would be killed if nobody stopped the fight. Both of them were too ruthless.0

Zheng Yunhui was going crazy as well. He ignored Su Yu's bite and applied more strength on his leg that was stepping on Su Yu's chest. He did not say anything. Well, it wasn't like he could speak. He was still biting Su Yu's cultural weapon.0

Blood continued pouring out of Su Yu's mouth as his bite slowly weakened. After about a minute, he finally released his bite and weakly said, "I surrender."0

He wasn't going to...0