Gong Mao's gaze flickered, and he shook his head. "No. Let them keep betting!"
Since Lu Ye had such tremendous confidence in this battle, Gong Mao would go mad with him for once. After this fight, he would empty the pockets of every gambler in the Battle Arena.
And from this day onward, the Battle Arena would never see another fight that drew the attention of so many cultivators.
Amid the Void fragments of the Death Match Arena, Lu Ye's rushing figure suddenly halted. Not far ahead, another figure had likewise stopped.
Lu Ye looked closely and saw that, on the surface, the newcomer was not much different from a Human Race cultivator. Only a tiny slit marked the center of his brow.
It reminded him of Huan Qing.
After Huan Qing activated the Brahma Eye, a mark had also remained between her brows.
But the person before him was clearly not of the Brahma Race.
He was from the Three-Eyed Race.
As Lu Ye sized him up, Spiritual Eye was also studying Lu Ye. Yet after just one glance, he lost interest. Slowly shaking his head, he said, "Let's make this quick."
There was nothing special about this Nameless Guest at first glance, and he was even a Human Race cultivator. Compared to the other races, the Human Race was the race with the fewest innate gifts.
As he spoke, his body swayed and he pounced toward Lu Ye. Reaching out, he thrust a palm forward as Dao Power surged throughout his body.
The Spring Radiance Sword remained in its sheath. He had no intention of drawing it at all.
Lu Ye could not help frowning at the sight.
He understood at once. This man definitely had not studied the Image Recordings from his previous two death matches. Otherwise,