The referee panicked too. He had been caught completely off guard by one man racking up ten straight wins. →
At this rate, they might genuinely run out of fighters to hold the ring tonight.
So he simply took matters into his own hands and arranged for a Saint Martial fighter to go up and put an end to it.
The higher-ups had told him to spice things up tonight, but with Xu Tong monopolizing the ring, what was he supposed to do?
"Next challenger, Ye Hua!"
The moment he announced the name, the crowd erupted.
"Ye Hua! He's a Saint Martial expert!"
"Exactly! I still remember his twenty-win streak back then. He stunned so many people."
"Even if Xu Tong doesn't lose this time, he should have to show his real skills, right?"
Geng Shu perked up too. "Finally, something worth watching."
"What's worth watching?" Old Man Quan laughed. "Do you know how capable Huang Qi, the fellow Xu Tong challenged in South Red City, was?"
Geng Shu shook her head. "No idea."
"I only found out afterward myself," Old Man Quan said. "That kid Huang Qi challenged nothing but Saint Martial experts, and he pinned every last one to the ground and dragged them across it!"
"So even Saint Martial fighters aren't enough?" Geng Shu asked.
Old Man Quan shook his head. "Don't forget, Huang Qi only managed a draw because Xu Tong was wearing Qi-Training Armor!"
Geng Shu nearly laughed herself to death. "So there's no suspense tonight, unless Brother Xu feels like playing around a little."
"There isn't," Old Man Quan said. "I told you long ago, Saint Martial fighters are basically no match for Xu Tong now."
"Unless that fellow from last night steps in. Then there might be something worth watching. After all,