Chapter 880

The entire platform shook three times. Just as the starting bell stopped ringing, Chandler's opponent collapsed, securing Chandler's successful title defense. Meanwhile, Ambrose found himself more captivated watching from the sidelines than if he were to fight on the stage. Leaning over the barrier, he shouted toward the judges' booth, "Hey, how is this supposed to work? Are we really going to wait for Mr. Newton for 10 minutes? Do you have any idea how much he can achieve in just one minute?" Ambrose's words snapped the referees out of their daze. After exchanging whispers, an attendant hurried forward to assess the fallen man's injuries. Once it was confirmed he couldn't stand, the attendant stood up and raised Chandler's right hand in victory. As anticipated, Chandler was unanimously declared the winner. "Wow! I didn't expect this skinny guy to fight so well!" "Another match! Bring on the next one!" Chandler stood solemnly on the platform, his gaze fixed on Helen as he nod