That's how it seems, at least for now.

"Referee, this match is a draw. I will personally give him a reward of ten million."

Tornado looked at Tu Xiaohei, slowly lowered his arm, and shouted to the referee.

The tornado is in a good mood today.

Ten million is about the same as one dollar to him.

If I come to the competition a few more times, everything will come back to me.

Furthermore, he has considerable savings.

The referee didn't tactlessly refute it.

Anyway, it's someone else paying for it, not me paying for it.

"Thank you, I'll pay you back next time."

Tu Xiaohei is not the kind of shameless person.

He knew very well that his body had reached its limit.

But there were no tornadoes.

Although it's hard to say what the actual outcome of the battle would be if the power of the moon were used.

However, this is a place where physical combat ability is tested.

In this respect, Tu Xiaohei really lost.

"No need, no need, it's just a small amount of money. Getting to know a future master is definitely worth it."

Tu Xiaohei really couldn't understand Tornado's way of thinking.

However, Tu Xiaohei had no reason to refuse the other party's goodwill.

He did not answer, but merely cupped his hands slightly in greeting.

At this moment, the game is over.

Tu Xiaohei took a deep breath, and the lunar power hidden within his body began to heal his injuries.

"Are you alright? I was a little too rough with you just now."

The tornado stretched and looked at Tu Xiaohei with a weary expression.

Now that we've decided to get to know each other, it wouldn't be good if this sparring session left him with some kind of hidden injury.

"No, it's nothing."