With a loud shout from Xiao Yifei, Qing Kui seemed like he had stepped on an electric gate, his whole body convulsing uncontrollably and soon losing strength, collapsing to the ground, while emitting peculiar wails, he turned to Xiao Zhentian who stood aside, face full of embarrassment, and said: "I admit defeat! Make him stop quickly!"
Xiao Zhentian, feeling helpless, had no choice but to stop the exuberantly playing Lin Mu: "Alright, alright, don't poke anymore, he's already admitted defeat."
Xiao Yifei withdrew his hands, looking unsatisfied. Meanwhile, Qing Kui had also recovered from the feeling of being restrained, glanced back at his rear that had been poked and damaged by Xiao Yifei, and reluctantly returned to his normal form, covering his rear as he limped back to the rest area.
"You're going down already, stay and fight a bit longer, I haven't even warmed up yet."
