Using Wood as a Sword

Chapter 364 Not Worthy of Speaking? Qian He Yin Bai Actively Takes On The Responsibility

The bombshell statement from Lin Ran instantly added more fuel to the already fervent competition venue.

Cheating?! Match-fixing?!

And it was happening to Sakura Country, the host nation this year?!

Frankly, if these words hadn't come from Lin Ran's mouth, hardly anyone would have believed them.

Firstly, they hadn't found any evidence.

Generally, cheating in the arena involved secretly supplying energy to enhance combat power.

This would inevitably require extensive preparation and a significant output of magical energy.

They considered themselves quite sensitive to such matters and fundamentally believed they wouldn't have misjudged and allowed Sakura Country to cheat under their noses.

Secondly, the fact that Sakura Country, after taking such a huge risk by using a cheating method, still couldn't win was truly absurd.

Glancing at the uproar in the entire venue, Lin Ran directly summoned the Heavenly Chain and tightly bound Hanzo in mid-air.

He then stepped on Yoroi Gen, who was lying on the ground, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"What, no one believes me?"

"Or… are you all feeling guilty now and dare not step forward to respond?"

"Where are your organizers? Where are your referees? Hurry up and come here to clarify my doubts!"

Under Lin Ran's stern interrogation, Sakura Country's organizers naturally couldn't sit still. After some pushing and discussion, they quickly selected a competition representative with a relatively high position and good communication skills, who then walked onto the stage.

Even the most stubborn individuals could now see the outcome of the match.

The representatives of Sakura Country's team were as good as dead, with no chance whatsoever.

So, Sakura Country's defeat was essentially conceded, and it was not unusual for a referee to come forward.

The one who approached was a young man wearing glasses, appearing quite refined and scholarly.

He first bowed respectfully to Lin Ran, then said:

"Esteemed representative of Dragon Country, do you have any questions?"

Lin Ran sneered:

"What, were you deaf just now, or what? Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Your contestants engaged in shameful cheating, severely undermining the fairness and justice of this competition…"

"As one of the contestants in this competition, I feel it is my responsibility and obligation to seek justice for all other contestants who have been disadvantaged, especially those eliminated by the Shimada brothers!"

The young man took a deep breath and continued to bow his head:

"Esteemed contestant, I believe this might be a misunderstanding…"

"The abilities used by our Sakura Country representatives may have involved too many summons, spatial distortions, and interference from special domains, leading you to have this misjudgment that resembles cheating."

"I can assure you here with utmost responsibility that there was absolutely no cheating by our Sakura Country contestants in this match!"

Although his attitude was impeccable, the young man's tone was remarkably firm.

In truth, it couldn't be entirely blamed on him, as the matter of Sakura Country cheating was an absolute secret. Even among the highest echelons, very few people knew about it, let alone minor figures like them.

Therefore, when he spoke, it was with a clear conscience.

Of course, Lin Ran didn't want to waste more words with such a minor figure. He waved his hand:

"Have your higher-ups come out. There's no point talking to you…"

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee the lives of the one hanging in the sky and the one I'm stepping on!"

As he spoke, Lin Ran threatened by tugging the Heavenly Chain above and stomping on Gen below.

These two actions thoroughly terrified the young man standing opposite him.

According to the rules of this competition, as long as the contestant themselves did not declare forfeiture, no one else was qualified to call for a halt.

This was true even if the contestant had fallen unconscious or lost consciousness.

Therefore, once a contestant stepped onto the stage, if they were outmatched, their life often depended on the opponent's mercy.

In the young man's mind, Hanzo and Gen were irreplaceable geniuses of Sakura Country and the strongest idols of the younger generation. Naturally, he wouldn't joke about their lives.

Thus, the young man hurried back to the podium and excitedly said something to his colleagues.

Upon hearing the information the young man brought back, his colleagues were also unsettled. Just as they were about to contact their superiors, a figure blocked their way.

"I'll handle it. You all go back."

The speaker was Chizuru Ginshiro, with a calm expression.

After a brief adjustment, she had somewhat recovered her state, but her pallor was still noticeable.

Her trembling fingers revealed that her emotions were not as tranquil as her outward appearance suggested.

"You?!"

A group of competition organizers stared in disbelief.

In their eyes, Chizuru Ginshiro was merely someone who had been promoted through connections, with her primary role being basic hosting.

Although she held a nominal "responsible person" title, no one took it seriously, viewing her as someone brought in to take the fall for the previous person.

Furthermore, since Chizuru Ginshiro was not responsible for anything else in her daily work, no one considered her important.

Now, this completely unremarkable individual was stepping forward to undertake such a crucial and critical task, which was simply astonishing!

However, Chizuru Ginshiro offered no explanation to them, adopting a purely declarative tone. After speaking, she turned and walked away from the podium towards Lin Ran on the stage.

These people immediately became agitated.

"Baka!"

A mere girl, appearing from nowhere, dared to act recklessly? Especially at such a critical juncture?

"Stop right there!"

As Chizuru Ginshiro walked further away, several people in charge at the podium jumped up, their faces contorted in anger, attempting to stop her.

But to their surprise, before they could even take a step, an unknown force rose from their throats, lodging in their throats like a fishbone, making even breathing difficult.

Soon, these individuals, not particularly strong, began foaming at the mouth one after another and collapsed onto the podium.