"You're not He Ming,"
*Clang!*
It was the sound of the sword that was thrown out of someone's hand. The enemy's health bar is at fifteen, and he was trembling like crazy and his legs gave out from exhaustion.
The broadsword's tip was stuck close to his neck, and he slowly looked up to the victorious enemy right in front of his eyes.
"Admit defeat," J said with a stoic look on his face. Master HE only glared at him without saying anything. The audiences were also quiet as well. J was not going to wait for him to speak and raised his sword to finish his life.
*Slash!*
The Emcee of the competition popped out and declared the winner, however, there are some who were not in favor of the result of the competition.
"J, in the end, became the victor... but what about Master HE? Although he did loose, there's something fishy that happened while competition was on going!" One of the players in the audience seat said while looking down the stage. His expression was not good.
