Just like that, Su Yu had decided to stop his challenge. That decision had surprised many people. Most of them believed that he would fight until the very end. But when they thought about it, well, this wasn't the first time Su Yu was acting this shameless.3

During his previous challenge, everyone had also believed that he would fight until the end. Instead, he had only fought a few rounds before losing over 8,000 times. He was doing something similar this time.1

Yet nobody could argue that this was wrong or improper. They even agreed that this was what he should have done. Nothing was wrong with his decision.0

Su Yu, Wu Jia, and Chen Yong left. Behind them, Di Feng roared once again.1

"Su Yu, Wu Jia can dream about entering the top 100. You can concede without fear, but can Wu Jia do the same? I will guard the final position of the top 100 until next year. Wu Jia can forget about entering the ranking!"  0

Su Yu could concede because he did not care. Everyone knew his strength. And everyone acknowledged his talent. In truth, Wu Jia herself also didn't care too much about her rank. But she needed it. Chen Yong needed it.0

Su Yu couldn't even be bothered to give a reply.0

Wu Jia, who...0