But Lin Wushuang found something fishy. Chen Tianlong couldn't be that weak; a palm wind could make him faint?
In the past, even in the face of enemies, he could withstand fierce attacks. How could he be easily taken down like this? So Lin Wushuang was convinced that Chen Tianlong would surely stand up again.
Wu Mengting, sitting in her seat, was extremely nervous. She wasn't worried whether Chen Tianlong could compete but rather worried if something had happened to him.
Although she couldn't believe that a single move from Zhenzi could bring Chen Tianlong down to such an extent, unable to stand, she was still very concerned about his safety.
"Mengting, you don't have to worry. Tianlong is definitely pretending. Haha, this guy loves to show off," Lu Xiaoyu said with a laugh while munching on popcorn. "Watch, when they count to nine, you'll see Tianlong full of energy again, believe me. I'm practically telepathic with Tianlong."
