The loud bang was followed by loud chatter of surprise at the arena. The audience stood up and protested. No one expected Xu Lan to emerge victorious at the preliminary round! The aristocrats who placed their bets on Dashiell earlier began to curse at the organizing committee.
"... Everybody, please calm down. We… Hello?" In the midst of consoling the audience, the commentator received a phone call.
"Everybody! Anyhow, it's undeniable that our rising star, Xu Lan won the competition at the gold competition zone! As everything happened too quickly earlier, let's replay the match on our screen. Please, admire his outstanding skills! Are you ready to cheer for him? Go!" the commentator pointed his hands at the huge screen in an exaggerating motion.
As Xu Lan rolled away from the flimsy baffle, half human, half cow, Dashiell fired his shot. The sturdy floor cracked and sparks flew all over.
