Wu Haoyang's body was limp on the grass, and he looked at the figure above him in a drunken state.
Slowly, he felt the cold tip of the halberd poking his face.
Wu Haoyang blinked his eyes and regained some clarity. He looked up at Jiang Xiao and a few seconds later ... His face was filled with anger, and he suddenly tilted his head and got up.
"Hmph," he snorted. Wu Haoyang scoffed and picked up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade that had fallen on the ground. He then turned around and left. He waved his hand at the judge, indicating that he admitted defeat.
"Tutu! The match is over!" The referee blew his whistle in a timely manner. He had a good grasp of the situation on the field."China's No. 1, victory!"
As the whistle sounded, the audience burst into applause.
The television camera showed Jiang Xiao waving to his surroundings, and the last scene was also being replayed on the screen on the left.
