Zhao Qingyun sat weakly in the ring, his eyes still staring deathly at Li Kong, but the attack just now was just too strong, and he simply didn't have any strength left in him to stand up now.
An incomparably intense feeling of humiliation surged into Zhao Qingyun's heart, he couldn't figure out why Li Kong was still so powerful with both of his legs crippled.
He hadn't even used his bottom card yet, which made him incomparably unwilling, he was confident that if he used his bottom card, then he would definitely be able to defeat Li Kong.
However, he thought that if Li Kong had also kept his bottom card, then could he still defeat him.
In case he played all his cards and still lost to Li Kong then what kind of blow would he receive.
"Is Old Zhao convinced?" Li Kong moved his eight sto
