The tournament organizers soon drafted an announcement. It mainly listed examples of "excessive" behavior by contestants in past tournaments and how those cases had been handled.
Since those punishments had amounted to little more than slaps on the wrist, the organizers' stance on Zhou Sining and Mo Fan was already clear.
As for what viewers around the world thought, that was hardly their concern. There had been public uproars like this before, and the organizers were not so fragile.
In truth, most viewers were not that worked up. The ones who hated Zhou Sining and the others enough to want them torn apart were usually the ones who had placed bets.
While one group cursed them, another praised them.
"Still, Zhou Sining's targeted attacks on other contestants are going a bit too far..." Feng Li said worriedly.
Elsewhere, Mo Fan's robberies had provoked everyone's wrath, and a Six-Nation Alliance had formed to deal with him.
Zhou Sining had gone even further. He could run, but he could not hide forever. Such aggressive behavior was bound to attract a few extremists.
"He'll be fine. Most people can't beat him," Han Ji said, not worried in the slightest.
Burning Heaven had awakened. Even a Forbidden Curse Mage would be no match for it, let alone a pack of gamblers who had lost money.
As they spoke, several more announcements rang out in succession.
On the big Screen, the portraits of all ten Japanese National Team contestants turned gray. They were all out, and the Japanese National Team's score stopped climbing.
"Japan is out too," one official said calmly.
"All the better."
"They weren't much good to begin with."
"Shao He Gu couldn't even withstand one move from Zhou Sining. It was only a matter of time before they were eliminated."
The officials'