Cough, cough!
Amid everyone's shock, he gave a few dry coughs, drawing every gaze toward himself.
Only once all eyes had gathered on him did Fan Shaoqing begin with a smile. "By the rules of arena combat, no matter how one looks at it, since the two of them voluntarily signed a life-and-death pact to settle their battle ten years from now, today's fight ought to be a draw."
"What? A draw?"
Jin Yangtian immediately sprang to his feet.
At this point, how could he possibly not know that he had been set up?
If things ended like this, with him being handed a draw, he feared he would not rest in peace even in death.
If he truly returned alive, would he not be scorned to death by everyone?
"Elder Fan, isn't this going a little too far?" Liu Xuan spoke up again.
However.
Fan Shaoqing acted as though he had not heard him, not even sparing him a glance as he continued, "However, given that this is an exchange of skills between several major sects, there are no such rigid rules. Since Hao Se was the first to leave the arena, the winner of this match is Jin Yangtian."
Jin Yangtian had indeed obtained victory in this match.
Yet after Fan Shaoqing declared the basis for his victory, Jin Yangtian, who had been waiting for victory all along, discovered that he could not feel happy no matter what.
"Does this count as me winning?"
When Jin Yangtian looked down beneath the arena, the sight below made his scalp go numb with rage.
Only moments ago, everyone had still been utterly baffled.
Yet now, every one of them had their eyes wide open.
"What the hell? He can actually win like that?"
"Although Hao Se making that ten-year pact