The Swamp Crocodile immediately continued repairing his broken body, healing his injuries.
He squeezed out a smile on his face, "I don't want those 4 points anymore, I've lost, and Tai Sui brother, there's only two minutes left in my duel, cover me."
The Swamp Crocodile also saw Gao Xin's intention, and at this moment, he decisively said he no longer wanted the points.
After all, he had been defeated and knew that he could no longer kill Ling Sha.
There were only two choices left, to die at the hands of Ling Sha, which meant a loss, or to survive, which meant a draw.
Whether he lost or drew, his bet of 4 points was gone anyway, so he might as well let Gao Xin win them.
Could he really choose death?
What he needed more now was Gao Xin's protection, what were 4 points compared to a life? There were still several rounds to go.
Gao Xin said with a faint smile, "Now, I can draw with Ling Sha, right?"