Chapter 365: Slapping His Own Father in the Face

Tim Lyson shot the referee a meaningful look. The referee nodded and immediately bellowed, "Hold it!" Everyone froze and turned his way. The referee stared at Maxton Warth and said coldly, "This match has to follow the rules to the letter. You can use fists, legs, elbows, and other parts of your body, but you are absolutely not allowed to rely on any external objects!" "Especially sand. And belts!" Maxton shrugged, looking completely unconcerned. Taking that as agreement, the referee raised...