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One can only imagine how fiercely he would fight in this match.
Dao Shan's popularity was too strong, packing the western arena with three layers of spectators inside and out. Everyone was emotional, and even with all his effort, old He couldn't squeeze through.
He was desperate and started jumping up in the crowd, waving at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao saw him and waved back.
"Come down!" old He gestured for her to come, and when Gu Jiao didn't understand, he pointed at Dao Shan, then at her, and made a throat-slashing gesture.
The message was clear—He'll kill you! Quickly get down!
Gu Jiao uttered an "Oh," gestured an OK to him, and rushed to KO Dao Shan to move onto the next match.
Okay, she got it.
Old He didn't understand what that gesture meant, but Gu Jiao nodded at him. That must mean she understood, right?
The gongs and drums sounded, and the duel began!
All the people cheered feverishly: "Dao Shan! Dao Shan! Dao Shan!"