"There are no restrictions in the match. It continues until victory or defeat is decided. Simply put, anyone who falls off the ring, or surrenders voluntarily, loses.
"However, deliberately attacking the eyes or the genitals counts as a foul."
The host even vividly demonstrated a genital attack.
"The matches will begin shortly. Please wait here and prepare to enter when it is your turn."
After speaking, the host left the backstage area and hurried toward the outdoor ring of the World Martial Arts Tournament.
Around the World Martial Arts Tournament ring, spectators eagerly crowded against the wall surrounding it, watching with great interest from outside.
Without wasting any words, the host emerged from backstage, took up his microphone, and announced to the crowd:
"Hello, everyone! Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"Now, I hereby announce that the twenty-first World Martial Arts Tournament has officially begun!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, the surrounding spectators erupted with excited cheers.
"Now, I will announce the contestants for the four matches."
"The first match: Mr. Yamcha versus Mr. Krillin."
"The second match: Mr. Jackie Chun versus Miss Ranfan."
"The third match: the Barbarian versus Mr. He-El."
"The fourth match: Mr. Son Goku versus Mr. Giran."
"The first match between Mr. Yamcha and Mr. Krillin is about to begin. In addition, the winner of this tournament will receive a massive prize of five hundred thousand yuan.
"Before the first match begins, let us invite the headmaster of the World Martial Arts Academy to say a few words."
With great courtesy, the host invited an elderly monk of an animal-type race who looked like a Shar Pei to speak, holding the microphone out before him.
The elderly Shar Pei monk took the microphone and stepped forward two paces. Facing the gazes of everyone in