"No, no need!" the referee hurriedly said, so scared that he was trembling. F*ck, what's the big deal with having dragons? You can't scare me like this, he couldn't help cursing. But after thinking about it, he began to cry in his head again. Boohoo… It's great to have a dragon. Whoever possesses a dragon is supreme!
"Oh, but you haven't announced that I won yet!" Old Zao said aggrievedly. He couldn't leave the arena without the referee announcing the result. Boohoo…
"Old Zao won," the referee said as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"Hehe, I won." Old Zao walked down the arena happily and swaggered back to his seat under the jealous and envious gazes of the audience. The five dragons also transformed and surrounded him.
"Lass! Can we advance directly if you kill your opponent later?" Old Zao asked hurriedly after sitting down.
