Without waiting for the results, Xiu Luo turned away, as there's no need to wait for the result because the opponent lost. But the onlookers especially those who had once mocked him now felt their throats tighten. The arrogance in their eyes had long been replaced by a strange mixture of awe, fear, and shame.
Xiu Luo went back to his place and the stage was set again for the next match.
The arena quieted as the next match was announced.
Mei Lian of the Silverpeak Sect versus Xiao Chen of the Ironclad Sect
From the Silverpeak Sect's side, Mei Lian stepped forward. She moved with a quiet, cold grace, her expression unreadable.
From the opposite side, Xiao Chen stomped onto the stage as he sneered at his opponent.
Mei Lian merely closed her eyes for a moment to his sneer, her hand resting on her sword's hilt.
The announcer raised his hand.
"Begin!"