Another fist fell. This time, the monk from the Wu family struggled for several seconds but still couldn't stand up.
Seeing that he had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and blood was flowing everywhere, but the monk from the He family still waved his hands and punched him one after another as if he had fallen into madness.
Seeing this, Yang Tian immediately frowned and winked at the referee.
The referee had already noticed something was wrong. After receiving Yang Tian's hint, he rushed forward without hesitation and pulled out the collar of the He family monk.
"The victory has been decided, why don't you stop!"
After the words fell, the monk from the He family seemed to have reacted. He slowly lowered his hand and looked at him blankly.
"I-I won?"
Hearing this, you frowned and then nodded.
"Yes, you win."
As soon as the words fell, a flash of ecstasy suddenly flashed across the face of the monk from the He family.
He cheered and looked eagerly in the direction of the head of the He family. On his bruised and swollen face, there was a hint of fanaticism that was hard to ignore.
Seeing this, the head of the He family just smiled reservedly, waved at him, and motioned for him to leave quickly.
After receiving the message, the He family monk nodded quickly and then limped off the ring.
After he got down, he was greeted by cheers and admiring looks from the others.
But there was a dead silence on the Wu family's side, and everyone's face was filled with sadness.
And here, the head of the He family watched him go back with a smile, and then his eyes fell on the head of the Wu family.
"I admit it, brother Wu."
Hearing this, the head of the Wu family, whose face was already so dark that it could bring tears to his eyes, now became even more ugly.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, forced a smile, and then said with difficulty: "Congratulations to the head of the He family for winning the first time. Your He family has really stole the show this time."
"Hey, it's nothing, it's nothing."
Hearing this, the head of the He family looked even more proud, but what he said was very tactful.
"Just winning one game doesn't really mean anything. If you can win the championship in the entire arena, then you are considered capable."
As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Yang Tian, "You think so, Master Yang?"
Hearing this, Yang Tian was slightly startled, then smiled, "It's okay, just be happy."
Hearing this, the head of the He family was stunned.
He looked at Yang Tian's smiling face and couldn't tell for a moment whether he was mocking or not?
After staring blankly for a while, he had no choice but to curl his lips and retract his gaze.
Although I didn't understand Yang Tian's specific meaning, looking at him like this, he probably didn't want to share the joy with him.
Soon the unconscious monk from the Wu family was carried down and sent to the emergency room.
The choice here is already in the hands of the He family.
According to previous regulations, the winning party has the right to choose family members except those drawn by lot.
But normally speaking, they are already playing in the arena, so they will definitely finish the arena in front of them.
Unless there is a real grudge, and you are worried that you will not be able to draw your opponent in the draw, you will make a temporary substitution.
