Qin Jishi ignored Jia Gui and looked at the number plate in his hand.
One.
The first to take the stage?
Qin Jishi casually looked up at Divine Tiger and found him sizing him up with an amused expression.
Damn!
It had been arranged deliberately.
It seemed Divine Tiger had already noticed him.
Heh heh!
Come to think of it, that was only natural. He had performed far too shockingly.
Then who was his opponent? It couldn't be Jia Gui, could it?
Jia Gui looked at the number two plate in his hand, then cast Qin Jishi a sideways glance.
"Hmph... lucky for you, brat. You didn't get matched against me."
Just as his words fell, Divine Tiger's voice echoed through the surroundings.
"Alright... everyone has received their number plates. Those holding number one, remain behind. Everyone else, step aside."
As soon as those words fell, everyone moved to one side, leaving Qin Jishi and a burly man in the arena.
"My opponent is you?"
"..."
This burly man was Jia Gui's lackey from earlier.
Jia Gui walked over to the burly man and spoke in an incomparably low voice.
"Cripple him!"
"..."
Upon hearing that, the burly man curled his lips into a smile. "Rest assured, Young Master. I'll make him wish he were dead and let him know the consequences of offending us."
In the blink of an eye, only Qin Jishi and the burly man remained on the entire circular platform.
As those people looked at the burly man's opponent, envy appeared on their faces.
"This guy's luck is truly too good. He actually got matched against that brat."
"Sigh, how is this any different from advancing directly? Too bad I don't have that kind of luck."
"Exactly. If only I had that kind of luck."
"..."