Du Zizun didn't know what Bi Xia meant by these words. He was initially taken aback, and then realized the small hands touching his neck started to exert force. The pressure under the hands began to intensify, gradually making it impossible to breathe, and the feeling of suffocation soon followed.
He couldn't help but try to pry Bi Xia's hands away, attempting to remove the seemingly delicate hands, but they were like they were fixed in place on his neck and wouldn't budge.
The air was becoming scarcer, the pressure on his neck tighter. Du Zizun's eyes widened as his body started to weaken and collapse to the ground, taking deep breaths attempting to draw in more fresh air. But upon meeting the eyes of Bi Xia, emotionless and looking at him like an ant, he seemed to forget how to breathe.
Du Han didn't expect Bi Xia to be so ruthless, and he was shocked, anxious, and about to rush onto the arena, but Meng Chi, Ye Xiao, and several coaches stopped him.
