"Is… is he mad?" someone from the audience said.
The audience gasped in surprise and started discussing spiritedly amongst themselves as they watched Zhao Yu expose his back to Thorngrove.
"Oh my god, isn't this Thorngrove's usual move? Why is it now being used against him instead?"
"That's crazy, man. The other party is the world champion! Is this a form of psychological warfare?"
Thorngrove was seemingly distracted by the murmurs in the crowd.
He couldn't help but associate Zhao Yu's present behavior with the loss he suffered previously. He was also wondering whether this was another trick of Zhao Yu's.
The referee didn't share any of Thorngrove's concerns. With a wave of his hands, he signaled the start of the match!
Hmm…
Facing Zhao Yu's back, Thorngrove was hesitant to make the first move. He cautiously raised his fists and quietly observed.