The referee was in a difficult position, but to punish Lu Ping was a bit much.
How could he punish him?
It was just spitting, how could he be expelled?
The referee looked at Lu Ping and said seriously, "Mr. Lu, please pay attention to your words and deeds."
He chose to warn him.
"Okay, I will!" Lu Ping's attitude was pretty good at the moment.
After all, it was enough to warn Chen Mu.
The referee looked at Meng Fan's heavy sword, thought for a moment, then walked to Lu Ping's side and discussed, "Mr. Lu, why don't you see if you can change Meng Fan's sword?"
Meng Fan's sword was indeed different from the others.
Lu Ping's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Meng Fan's sword is the standard iron sword in the competition. Why should I change it? If Chen Mu doesn't like it, he doesn't have to use it! If he wants, he can buy one too!"
When it was time to be tough, Lu Ping had to be tough.
