Countless people discussed whom they had bet on, and there was no shortage of simple-minded fools betting on 0:3.
Ye Tian heard every word clearly, yet he did not hear a single person daring to bet that he would win all three matches.
At most, he heard the occasional voice betting that he would win two matches.
"Looks like this will be a tough fight." Ye Tian stepped onto the ring with a grin, his harmless face turned toward the spectators on either side.
Just as expected, the Demon Sealing Stone on this ring had no effect on him. At the very least, Ye Tian did not feel the slightest sense of restraint.
"It's over. I don't even know how to describe that idiot's expression. Could he really be some young master from a wealthy family who just wandered in without fearing death?"
"This brat has clearly never suffered a beating from the dirty hands of the world..."
"What are we supposed to do? I just bet that this kid would win one match!"
"Then you really think too little of Lu Qiu, don't you? Against a kid like this, I could do it too."
Lu Qiu was about the same size as Jiang Ba, both of them burly men with thick necks and stout legs. His hands were wrapped in bandages as he bounced eagerly around the ring.
Seeing the confidence on his opponent's face, Ye Tian grew more and more eager to see what expression Lu Qiu would wear after being easily defeated.
With a rapid burst of bell ringing, Lu Qiu moved!
"Xingyi Quan?" Ye Tian watched the other man's fist technique and was briefly dazed.
This fist technique seemed somewhat familiar.
But after two punches, Ye Tian shook his head again. It did not seem quite