Minister Ding cleared his throat. "In an arena match, stop when the point is made; smile over victory or defeat, and put friendship first!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Onstage and below, coughing rose and fell in waves, one bout after another, seemingly without end.
Standing on the stage, Minister Ding could not help blushing.
Fortunately, after so many years of rising and falling in the sea of officialdom, his hide had long since grown as thick as a city wall. Otherwise, he really would not have been able to hold out.
He had only just said, "An arena match is the same as a clash on the battlefield. Blades and spears have no eyes; you bear responsibility for your own life and death." Those words still rang in everyone's ears, yet now they had already become "smile over victory or defeat, and put friendship first"...
That turn had been rather sharp.
The Hidden Dragon Students on the training field also stared wide-eyed, truly witnessing the old hands' divine art of shamelessness.
So this really was how it worked...
A mouth was just two flaps of skin. What you could say depended on how thick your hide was; once it was thick enough, you really could say whatever you wanted, without even changing expression, perfectly calm and composed.
"Hidden Dragon High Martial will field three students in the dan origin realm: Zuo Xiaoduo, Li Chenglong, and Xiang Chong."
Below the stage.
From Team Two and Team Five: "Me! I'll go! I'm in the dan origin realm!..."
"I'm in the dan origin realm too!"
"I'm in the dan origin realm, and my combat strength is the weakest."
"Me too!"
"Don't fight me for it! I'm genuinely in the dan origin realm!"
"..."
Onstage, the three marshals and the minister who knew these people's