The enthusiasm of these ordinary people was incredibly high. So high that, even now, those who knew martial arts and those who did not had all come here to join in the mess. If you asked them what the point of doing this was, they would tell you they needed no reason. They were simply doing it for the so-called benefits.
Of course, having said that, if they were truly asked to step onto the stage, they would still be quite unwilling. After all, it was only for a tiny bit of profit.
If they risked their lives over it, would not everything be over? They understood the difference between one full meal and being full almost every meal far better than anyone else.
So they would never casually take such matters upon themselves.
After all, once they stepped onto the competition arena, their opponents and enemies would absolutely not show them even the slightest bit of mercy.
Because they were merely ordinary people, their bodies simply could not withstand such blows when facing such powerful opponents. If they insisted on going up, their opponents would show them exactly how many stars there were in the sky.
Still, saying this was rather harsh. After all, a large number of ordinary people struggled endlessly for life and for money. As far as they were concerned, they did not particularly want to go against their consciences either.
They clearly knew that this so-called Vermilion Bird Ranking had merely been invented to fool children. What genuine expert would participate in it? But Zhang Tieniu was offering real money—lots of it. That alone made it very easy to win people over.
So no matter how much these people wanted to refuse, they had no way of refusing. Thus, in their hearts, they had always