Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 739

Drip drip. “Cough.” Youngpung, spitting blood from his nose and mouth. The impact must have been considerable, as he couldn’t even regain his senses properly. Moreover, the place he flew to was the edge of the sparring stage. This meant that if the sparring stage hadn’t been expanded differently from the qualifiers, Youngpung would have been eliminated. ‘Oh no.’ I...