"Are both contestants ready?"
The ringside referee looked at the two people on the stage and asked the perfunctory question.
The crimson aura flaring from Xue Wangshu's fists made his red hair blaze like a raging fire.
"You're the first person to force me to use the Burning Fist."
Lin Ye couldn't tell if that statement was meant as praise or an insult.
Previously, during the combat test, Xue Wangshu hadn't used this trump card even when he was being miserably besieged by five puppets.
This was because while the Burning Fist was incomparably tyrannical, capable of doubling his combat power, the price was burning his own life essence.
Throughout the generations of the Xue Family, those who awakened this spiritual ability rarely died of old age.
It was a move you gambled your life on, so of course he wouldn't use it in the combat test of the special mock exam.
But things were different now.
Someone had stolen both his glory and his first-place title.
He couldn't accept it!
