Sure enough, as soon as the host finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene was stirred up, and there was constant discussion in the venue.
The focus of their discussion was on Wu Quxing Wei Renjie, and they all wanted to know how many consecutive victories this talented monk could win.
"Wuquxing, among the thousands of stars in the Ziwei Galaxy, is ranked third! And this Wei Renjie is a genius that Wuquxing only encounters once in a hundred years!"
"It is said that he possesses the Holy Body of the Galaxy, and with only the second level of Tribulation Transcendence, he can attract 360 stars. There are few opponents in the same realm!"
"In the previous nine competitions, he killed the enemy in an instant, crushing the enemy with overwhelming force!"
"It seems that he is a sure winner in this competition!"
"That's right, the one called 'Beichen' is a little-known person, but he is here to give Wei Renjie experience!"
"I bet he can't even take one of Wei Renjie's moves!"
Amidst all the discussions, Wei Renjie finally appeared.
Under the attention of everyone, especially many female monks, their eyes shone brightly and they were fascinated.
Wei Renjie is an absolute genius above Wu Quxing. He is tall and fair-skinned. There is an invisible heroic spirit in his eyes, which gives people a cold feeling, but not cold.
He stood on the arena and looked at Ye Fan.
His whole body exuded a little bit of starlight, his expression was arrogant, and he carried an absolutely overwhelming confidence.
It seems that in his eyes, Ye Fan is like an ant-like existence and does not pose any threat to him at all.
"Okay, the battle is about to begin, place your bet quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"
As this voice suddenly appeared, countless monks began to rush towards the place where the bets were placed.
Because in the eyes of everyone, the difference in strength in this competition was too large, the odds were naturally one-sided, creating a rare overwhelming effect.
Nine to one!
Actually, 90% of the people believed that Wei Renjie would win easily, while few people bet on Ye Fan. Apart from the founder of Hongling, there were just some speculators who wanted to take advantage of the disparity in odds.
Take a lucky gamble.
"Hahaha, although I will make less money, I can win this time as long as I place a bet. It is basically a certainty."
"Yes, put more pressure, and you will definitely earn more this time."
"This guy from Beichen is actually a monk from the Thirty-sixth Star. Isn't this free? It's meaningless at all!"
"Forget it, let's just watch the show and see how this Beichen dies!"
Many monks stared at the arena with wide eyes. They didn't want to see a wonderful duel, but just wanted to see how Ye Fan was defeated and how he was repaired.
On the battlefield, Wei Renjie had a sneer on his face.
"Haha, brother, do you know where this place is?"
He sneered and looked at Mark.
In Wei Renjie's eyes, Ye Fan is a fool and has no idea what he is doing.
This is a place where masters fight for a decisive battle, but a monk of the thirty-sixth grade of Little Star dares to come here. Although the reward for victory is very attractive, you still have to understand your position clearly.
"Isn't it just a gladiatorial arena? As long as I win ten games, I can get a lot of money, and then I can stay in a restaurant in the city."
Ye Fan also responded with a smile.
When everyone heard Ye Fan's response, they burst into laughter.
"This kid actually wants to stay in a restaurant. He is really a loser. Even the restaurant won't let him stay!"
"Hahaha, that's really interesting!"
The ridicules of countless monks were directed at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back, not looking affected at all.
"To stay in a restaurant? It's a really big world, and there are people of all kinds. You lost your life just to stay in a restaurant, what do you think?"
"The battle hasn't even started yet. How can you be so confident? If something unexpected happens, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?"
"Hmph, don't think that just by wearing a mask, you are pretending. The armband of the Thirty-six Little Stars has already exposed your own strength. Although our cultivation levels are similar, the gap in talent is too big. Do you really think that I
Is your true strength the second level of transcending tribulation?"
Wei Renjie's face showed a cold look. He originally didn't want to talk so much with Ye Fan, but the other party was a monk from Xiaoxingchen after all. He came up directly to attack him, and he might be able to kill him with one move. In this way, his
Victory is particularly boring. You may even think that someone specially arranged this fight for him. After all, he has won nine games in a row.
"Wei Renjie, of course I don't think that your strength is really that of the second level of Tribulation Transcendence, but even though I am from the Purple Chen Star, I can really defeat you!"
"Defeat me? Hahaha, what did I hear, hahaha!"
"hey-hey!"
Ye Fan followed him and sneered. As a result, the scene became extremely weird.
Everyone heard that Ye Fan was so arrogant and even said that he could defeat Wei Renjie. This was simply a fantasy.
"This bastard, damn it, kill him, Wei Renjie!"
"Yes, kill him, and our wealth will surpass yours."
"This bastard is just bluffing. I hate people like this the most in my life."
For their own bet, everyone was impatient and wanted Wei Renjie to take action.
Wei Renjie naturally understood everyone's mood, but in order to preserve his pretense, he did not want to end the battle so quickly, because it would be too easy to defeat his opponent and it would not show his strength.
"Huh, what a bunch of arrogant people. They have no respect for unknown opponents at all, idiots!"
In the crowd, Patriarch Hongling snorted coldly.
He is naturally very aware of how powerful Ye Fan is. Even Song Yushu, who is thirty-sixth on the Shuiyue Holy Land Tianjiao List, is no match for him. Who is this Wei Renjie?
Seeing that Ye Fan was not afraid of him at all, Wei Renjie looked at Ye Fan from a distance and said cruel words:
"Boy, the difference in strength between you and me is huge! My goal is not to win ten consecutive games, but to win a hundred consecutive games and obtain the supreme "sacred badge"! If you don't want to suffer too much physical pain, just admit defeat immediately and get off the stage.