At this time, Ye Fengyun and Xuanyuan Mo fell off the ring and lay on the ground, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths...
"The battle just now was really exciting! However, they both fell off the ring almost at the same time. I don't know who will win?"
"In my opinion, let's call it a draw!"
"A draw? I don't think so. I saw that it seemed that Ye Fengyun fell off the ring first."
"No, what I just saw was that Xuanyuan Mo fell off the ring first. Ye Fengyun should have won!"
"What's the fight about? These two fell off the ring at the same time, so it's naturally a draw!"
"..."
The audience below began to argue about who was the winner. They only argued for a long time, but there was no result.
Even the big guys on the rostrum looked at each other and whispered, "Who will win this battle?"
"In my opinion, Xuanyuan Mo is better. Xuanyuan Mo wins."
"What the hell are you farting! They both fell off the ring at the same time. It's a draw at most. How could Xuanyuan Mo win?" Tang Guoxiang said immediately unconvinced.
"In my opinion, Ye Fengyun won!" Long Hongtu also said.
"How is it possible? Xuanyuan Mo obviously won!"
"It's Ye Fengyun!"
"..."
"Stop making any noise!"
Just when everyone was arguing about who won, Old Man Tianji shouted.
Everyone immediately shut up.
Old Man Tianji looked at Xuanyuan Che and said, "Old man, who do you think won?"
Xuanyuan Che naturally wanted to say that his grandson had won, but as the deputy leader of the Jianghu Alliance, he still had to uphold a certain degree of fairness.
Now, these two children have been knocked out of the ring by each other. It is said that it is a draw, which is acceptable to everyone.
Seeing Xuanyuan Che's eyes twitching, Old Man Tianji curled his lips and said, "Well, I propose that Ye Fengyun and Xuanyuan Mo draw a tie. Do you have any objections?"
"No!"
"I agree!"
"Tie for first place is the best result."
Everyone agreed.
"Old Xuanyuan, what do you think?"
Old Man Tianji immediately looked at Xuanyuan Che and said, but Xuanyuan Che immediately shook his head and said: "There can be no draw!"
When Xuanyuan Che said there couldn't be a draw, everyone's expressions changed. Does this old guy want to fight for the first place for his grandson?
Xuanyuan Che said coldly: "The so-called first in literature and second in martial arts! In all our previous martial arts competitions, there has never been a tie for first place!"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want your grandson to be number one? I'm telling you, if you insist on doing this, then I won't be convinced!" Old Man Tianji said immediately.
Xuanyuan Che snorted coldly: "Old man, when did I say that my grandson should be the number one? Well, I have a proposal, do you agree or not?"
"explain!"
Old Man Tianji said.
Everyone was also listening attentively.
Xuanyuan Che said: "Now, Ye Fengyun and Xuanyuan Mo are both lying on the ground, seriously injured. Let's see who of them stands up first and who is the first. How about that?"
When Xuanyuan Che said this, everyone looked at each other...
Tang Guoxiang poked Long Hongtu's waist and said, "Old man, do you think this is feasible?"
"In my opinion, Xiaoye's child seems to be more seriously injured, I'm afraid it won't work." Long Hongtu said in a low voice.
"This, this..."
Just when Long Hongtu and Tang Guoxiang didn't know what to do, Xuanyuan Che said directly: "Okay, if you agree with my plan, please raise your hands!"
Swish, brush, brush!
Everyone raised their hands.
At the scene, only Long Hongtu, Tang Guoxiang and Hua Ruyi did not raise their hands.
However, it's of no use anymore.
A proud smile appeared on the corner of Xuanyuan Che's mouth. He still believed in his grandson's recovery ability.
He immediately said to Cheng Kun: "Go and announce it!"
"yes."
Cheng Kun immediately stepped onto the ring and said loudly: "Everyone, according to the opinion of the Council of Elders, Xuanyuan Mo and Ye Fengyun fell off the ring at the same time. It is difficult to determine the winner. The Council of Elders decided that whoever stands up first will be the winner.
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When everyone heard this method, they felt a little funny, but it was decided by the Presbyterian Council, and no one dared to object. They all ran to Ye Fengyun and Xuanyuan Mo and shouted——
"Xuanyuan Mo, stand up quickly! As long as you stand up first, you will win!"
"Ye Fengyun, stand up! As long as you stand up first, you will be number one!"
Even Chu Ying and Nangong Ye ran to Ye Fengyun's side and cheered him on: "Brother Ye, stand up quickly!"
"Ye Fengyun, stand up!"
"..."
An extremely funny scene occurred at the scene.
Everyone was divided into two groups. One group stood on Xuanyuan Mo's side, cheering for Xuanyuan Mo and asking him to stand up.
The other part cheered and encouraged Ye Fengyun!
The big guys at the seats were also very curious and came up one after another to see who could stand up first.
But Xuanyuan Mo, after hearing this rule, his deep eyes looked firmly in Ye Fengyun's direction, flashing a tenacious light.
He supported the ground with one hand, gritted his teeth, and slowly stood up with all his strength...
"Oh my God! Xuanyuan Mo is about to stand up! Come on Xuanyuan Mo! You are going to win!"
"Xuanyuan Mo, you are the best!"
Everyone shouted excitedly.
Xuanyuan Che saw his grandson gritting his teeth and stood up slowly, showing a pleased smile. He was indeed his grandson, with good resilience.
When Tang Guoxiang, Long Hongtu and Hua Ruyi saw Xuanyuan Mo gritting his teeth and slowly standing up, they all had complicated expressions on their faces. It seemed that Xuanyuan Mo was less injured!
Ye Fengyun is going to lose!
On Ye Fengyun's side, Chu Ying squatted beside Ye Fengyun and shouted to him: "Ye Fengyun, stand up quickly! Xuanyuan Mo is about to get up! As long as he comes together, you will be second!"
Nangong Ye also shouted: "Brother Ye, come on!! Old Miracle Doctor Qin and Senior Hong definitely don't want to see you lose to Xuanyuan Mo!"
"Ye Fengyun, come on!"
"Ye Fengyun, hurry up... get up! Xuanyuan Mo is about to stand up!"
"..."
Everyone cheered for Ye Fengyun.
Ye Fengyun's face was as pale as paper, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were fixedly looking in the direction of Xuanyuan Mo.
And Xuanyuan Mo looked at him with a hint of contempt, as if to say: Ye Fengyun, you lose!!