C15 The Competition of Strength and Skill

When I finished putting on my boxing gloves and protective gear, Chu Yuyan looked very serious as I walked out of the locker room. I nodded at her and looked around.

On the square-shaped arena, Ye Chen's cold face and the various mocking gazes below the stage made it seem as if I would lose without a doubt. This was an unchangeable fact.

I didn't say a word as I walked towards the arena