Feng Xiaotian vs. Yu Tianxin

As soon as she heard that, Liu Bing understood. She frowned and glared at the man in displeasure, her voice carrying a trace of chill. "You and that maidservant from earlier are both staff members of the Soul Arena. You were deliberately provoking us into placing bets, weren't you?"

Having his intentions exposed, the man's smile froze. He could only scratch his head awkwardly and mutter in defense, "Come on, miss, don't put it like that. A little wager is good for the mood."

"She and I are indeed both staff members, but I wasn't lying. Feng Xiaotian and Yu Tianheng really are worth betting on. I was only mentioning it casually. I didn't force you..."

"Hmph."

Liu Bing snorted coldly, clearly unconvinced by his explanation. She simply turned her head away and ignored him.

Seeing this, the man sighed in relief. He hurriedly turned around and refocused on the competition arena, though his ears had reddened slightly, clearly showing his guilty conscience.

Although Liu Yun and the other children did not think much of it, seeing Liu Bing in a bad mood, they wisely stopped talking and turned their eyes toward the arena.

At this moment, the maidservant had already returned with the betting slips, while Feng Xiaotian and Yu Tianheng at the center of the arena had finished preparing for battle. A spectacular clash between Soul Ancestors was about to officially begin.

During the gap while Liu Bing's group finished placing their bets and the maidservant hurried back with the betting slips, the host at the center of the arena was still prattling on, stirring up the audience to bet. Even Yu Tianheng and Feng Xiaotian, the two fighters involved, were gradually losing patience.

Yu Tianheng's brows knotted together, and even the blue Soul Power fluctuation around him