This turn of events completely stunned everyone watching. Hercules said, "This isn't right. Wasn't this supposed to be an arena where you lived if you won and died if you lost? How can it run away too?"
The referee gave an awkward smile and said, "Hercules, I can only explain it this way: I don't have any combat ability. You know that. If he wants to run, can I stop him?"
Hercules chuckled when he heard that. "Of course you can't. But if this is how we're playing it, none of us from the Divine Race escaped when we lost just now. The Human Faction has to send out another expert to fight Shiva again."
The referee laughed loudly. "That does sound reasonable. I'll go ask whether the humans agree."
On the arena, Shiva cursed Hercules in his heart at least three hundred times. I don't know whether the humans will agree, but I don't want to fight another round. That kid's strength wasn't weak just now, and beating him took quite a bit out of me. Another one... Wait, Hercules already lost his father. Is he trying to set me up?
On the Human Faction's side, Bo Huang said, "Qingping has already fought once. It wouldn't be appropriate for one of our people to fight again. Let's have an expert from this world's human race fight Shiva. After all, Shiva cultivates the Power of Destruction. If he dies, his godhood will be destroyed along with him, so we won't get anything valuable. It isn't worth fighting to the death."
Zhong Lang nodded and went straight to Adam, the leader of the Human Race. "Well... our brothers have already fought several times. Could the Human Race handle this one themselves? Our side has no method for dealing with the Power