Zhao Ci rushed to the edge of the Martial Arts Arena, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"
Those nineteen grueling battles were truly nerve-wracking.
Kan Luotang's face was a little pale, but she still managed a smile and said in a low voice, "You were fine after fighting a hundred men. What's this in comparison? Go on, go get your prize!"
With that, she leaped off the Martial Arts Arena.
Unexpectedly, however, something tapped the back of her right knee.
She stumbled and pitched forward, falling straight off the platform.
And landed right in Zhao Ci's arms.
Zhao Ci's voice grew tense. "Zhu Li! Luotang fainted! Go accept the prize for me."
"Oh, okay!"
Zhu Li glanced over worriedly. After confirming Kan Luotang wasn't seriously injured, she scurried up to the high platform on her short legs.
Kan Luotang: "..."
She stared at the high platform in disbelief, and then Kan Tianji's Transmission sounded in her ear.
