The man surnamed Qiu clutched his abdomen, his face twisted in pain, yet his eyes remained fiercely locked onto Wen Yu.
Leaning against the railing, someone was massaging his shoulders, whispering something to him, and surreptitiously slipped something into his hand.
The referee turned a blind eye to all this, as this was never a place for upright behavior.
When the man surnamed Qiu gritted his teeth and charged again, he had slipped a steel ring with several spikes onto his fingers and aimed straight for Wen Yu's face.
This scene suddenly caused an uproar, with some in the audience beginning to protest, and even Jiang Cheng's expression slightly changed.
But in an instant, Wen Yu dodged again. This time it barely grazed past his face, but a scratch still appeared on his brow, with bright red blood subtly seeping out.
Seeing this person's deception, his eyes were full of coldness.
