Bi Dongliu’s voice was full of fury, indignation and misery.

He could swear to the heavens that, from the beginning of the battle, he never underestimated Lin Xun, and during the battle, he had always fought with all his strength. 

He was confident that that was more than enough to deal with Lin Xun who was already badly wounded.

Who would have thought that he would be injured time and time again instead?

This drove him crazy.

The audience was also speechless. Demon God Lin is so abnormal! Who would believe that he could continue to fight in that terrible state?

“You’re also a supreme cultivator, can’t you tell how wounded I am?” Lin Xun sighed, looking wronged. 

Bi Dongliu’s expression changed.

Obviously, he saw that Lin Xun’s qi and blood were tumbling disorderly within him, his face was deathly pale, and his body was riddled with scars. 

Moreover, he coughed up blood from time to time. All of that made it hard to believe that he was not injured in some ways. 

“Also, this is a duel where victory and defeat depend on one’s strength. What you care about…makes you seem too incompetent!”

Lin Xun’s words sent Bi Dongliu jumping up in fury. “Fine, let’s...