C132 A Miserable Victory in the Finals

Ah San stood up with great difficulty. His black face had already been dyed red by the blood that came out of his mouth.

"Ardent Heart Pill! I didn't lose! I won't lose! " Ah San struggled to catch his breath as he squeezed out these few words from the corner of his mouth that only he could hear.

Then, Ah San took out the small black bottle from his pocket, opened it