When the old man saw this scene, his eyes flashed with a trace of fear.
However, his expression quickly darkened, and he waved at the warriors behind him once again.
When the warrior saw the white-haired old man's signal, he walked towards the white-haired man with a solemn expression. The white-haired old man spoke to Andrew in a cold voice.
"There is another rule in this arena. You can not use your own cultivation to deal with the person in front of you. The two of you can only rely on real hand-to-hand combat. That match just now does not count."
The white-haired old man had his own plans when he said this. After all, the strength that Andrew just displayed had scared him.
If he really allowed Andrew to freely display his strength in this arena, then the people under him would not even be enough to fill the gaps between Andrew's teeth.