Ao twisted Uchiha Changlong's arms behind his back and pinned him to the ground. With a malicious grin, Ao said proudly, "Changlong, are you still refusing to admit defeat?"
"Get lost, or I'll make you pay! Click!" Ao pressed down harder, and Uchiha Changlong shouted in disgust and rage. His face had turned completely red with humiliation.
"That's impossible," Ao said. "He has to admit defeat first and apologize to our chief." Ao refused to compromise, pressing down on Uchiha Changlong with solemn force. "If you refuse, then stay down! Click!"
Hearing Ao's words, Uchiha Changlong flew into a rage. He felt that the Uchiha Clan's honor had been utterly ruined by him. As he struggled desperately, he turned his gaze toward Uchiha Kurenai and her two companions at the edge of the arena.
Kurenai, who had just been warned, had not expected this at all. However, the two people beside her could not help rushing into the arena, wanting to save Uchiha Changlong immediately.
However, Mirai moved swiftly to stop them under the guidance of the chubby Akasaka Ichiro and the watermelon-headed Akiyama Imo.
The fat man drawled, "Hey, what are you two trying to do? Neither side nor the referee has said anything yet. What's the rush?"
The two people who had been stopped could only look toward the referee, Kurenai, while facing the chubby man.
As her companions looked at her in confusion and doubt, Kurenai secretly glanced at Mirai. Seeing that he had not made his stance clear, she said vaguely, "Ao, release him first. Even if we lose this match... Click!"
"What do you mean, we lost? You lost. Do you still refuse to believe it?" Ao laughed angrily. He pressed Uchiha Changlong down beneath him again and said, "Letting him go is no problem.