"..."
The moment Chen Qiu stepped onto the stage, the Black Dragon stiffened mid-air, then, without any hesitation, he crazily shot down from the stage platform. He wasn't foolish—he had watched the entire battle between Chen Qiu and Kong Ming.
At his peak, he couldn't defeat Chen Qiu.
Especially since he was still in a severely injured state.
However...
It was already too late; by then, the barrier around the stage had risen, and within thirty minutes, no one could leave the stage.
"No... no..."
Crouching in the corner with a much smaller body, the Black Dragon looked at Chen Qiu, who was approaching step by step, with eyes full of fear and regret, his voice trembling, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I surrender!"
His father had long advised him not to aim for a high rank, to simply withdraw as soon as he entered the Secret Realm.
