The aftershock from the explosion slowly dissipated, and through the hazy water vapor, one could vaguely see the messy traces of battle. The location where Shao Zifeng had been was now a huge pit, with the severed river continuously flowing into it.
The referee, clutching the Great Tit's claw, searched back and forth across the field, his gaze lingering on the unrecognizable Cang Mountain Forest. His lips trembled slightly. Although the Reality Combat Competition allowed for a certain number of deaths, a total wipeout would undoubtedly be a huge blow to his career.
Outside the field, more than a dozen medical personnel were urgently organizing stretchers and other emergency equipment.
At that moment, a piece of turf that had been tossed aside was pushed open, and a hand reached out from beneath it.
When the image of this hand appeared on the big screen, all eyes focused on it.
