Jian wanted nothing more than to pretend she hadn't heard, but she knew that voice belonged to the high-ranking ancient dragon guarding the Dragon Battle Stage. With no other choice, she checked the downward sweep of her sword, though the tip remained locked onto Third Patriarch Long. She asked coldly, "Is he conceding defeat, or shall I strike?"
Her words were meant for Third Patriarch Long, but they were equally meant for the ancient dragon. After all, the rules agreed upon before the match were clear: if it ended in a tie, the prize must be forfeited. Since she clearly had the upper hand, there was no logical reason to let it slide.
Trembling with rage, Third Patriarch Long lashed his tail and stubbornly refused to admit defeat, hoping to stall and cheat. In his mind, this was Dragon Clan territory, and there was nothing the opponent could really do to him—at worst, he would sustain some injuries, but his life would not be in danger.
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