On the screen, Xue Wangshu's battle grew increasingly brutal.
He was like a beast trapped in a cage. Every attack was thrown with all his might, and every injury only fueled a more ferocious will to fight.
But everyone could see this was merely the struggle of a cornered beast.
His stamina was plummeting, the wounds on his body were multiplying, and the form of his attacks was becoming erratic.
The scales of victory were, in fact, tipping toward the Martial Arts Puppet.
In the observation hall, no one in the Celestial Star Martial Arts High School section said another word.
The spark of hope in their eyes had now become a pool of stagnant water.
In fact, the attention of most people in the observation hall was now fixed on the left half of the screen.
Lin Ye's initial awkwardness and distress had long since vanished without a trace.
Like a seasoned Hunter who had completely figured out his prey's habits, he was beginning to close the net.
