C2927 shameless old man

Hai Baobao's situation was not looking good. He knelt on the Arena, tightly holding onto the Holy instrument, blood continued to pour out from his mouth, and he did not even have the strength to stand up.

"Baby, you're not his match anymore, admit defeat!"

Hai Baobao's grandfather's eyes were filled with pain as he said this.

He really did not expect Liu Xing to be so powerful