The Second Prince and the others beside him were somewhat surprised when they saw Wang Teng close his eyes, seemingly no longer paying attention to the upcoming matches.
After all, these were now the selection matches for the top thirty-six. Those martial artists would surely reveal their ultimate techniques and trump cards one by one.
All of them were watching the matches seriously, hoping to learn more about their opponents so they could handle the upcoming matches.
Yet Wang Teng simply closed his eyes, too lazy even to watch.
Was he really that confident?
No one knew what to say about him.
Only Wang Teng's strength was there for all to see. Otherwise, they would have thought he was far too arrogant and did not take the other martial artists seriously.
The Second Prince and the others shook their heads. They did not try to persuade him and simply turned back to continue watching the matches.
They seemed to have forgotten that while Wang Teng's main body was not watching the matches, his four clones were still watching.
Those four tool-like clones were nearly forgotten by everyone.
Match after match proceeded fiercely. It was not until Huang Xinghua, whom Wang Teng had been watching, took the field that he opened his eyes again.
Huang Xinghua VS Ji Haochen!
Wang Teng was somewhat surprised and looked at Ji Haochen beside him.
"Although I admire him very much, I will not hold back," Ji Haochen said as he stood up and shrugged.
The Second Prince and the others could not help feeling sorry for Huang Xinghua. Why did he always encounter such powerful opponents? Ji Haochen was not so easy to deal with.
Moreover, judging by Ji Haochen's confident manner, it was clear that he had not gone all out before.
Unless