Seeing that Ferguson was about to strike ruthlessly, everyone turned pale. At this critical moment, an angry shout suddenly rang out.
"Stop!"
Upon hearing this voice, Ferguson's body instantly froze. He looked towards the corner; the voice belonged to the leader of the foreign martial arts delegation this time.
Ferguson immediately calmed down, cold sweat breaking out on his back. He knew that if he killed someone here, no matter how strong he was, he wouldn't escape death.
After all, this was Huaxia's territory.
Ferguson glared viciously at Ye Nantian and sneered, "You're lucky this time." Then he returned to his position.
Little did he know, when he was just about to make a move, a murderous intent had already flashed in Xiao Zheng's eyes. If Ferguson hadn't stopped, he would have already been a corpse.
The referee saw this scene and immediately announced, "This match is a draw."
Both of them leapt out of the ring simultaneously, ending in a tie.
