In the afternoon, the sun was setting and only the last ten mercenaries remained.
Nine people are S-level and one is D-level.
"Damn it... a D-level mercenary, winning 27 games in a row!"
"Back then, the first record set by Senior Sister Nie Linglong was 28 games..."
"But it's over, Ye Wanwan didn't even meet a single S-rank mercenary."
"Hmph, this year, many powerful veteran S-class mercenaries didn't participate, like Brother Death, who didn't even come... how could she be in the top ten!"
"No. 8, Ye Wanwan, No. 2, Meng Ke!"
Soon, the referee announced.
As the referee's voice fell, the audience fell silent, and needles could be heard.
Meng Ke looked indifferent, and walked slowly onto the ring.
"Junior Sister Meng Ke, remember to be merciful." Suddenly, at the top ten table, Meng Ke sneered.
"Brother, I will try my best." Meng Ke said lightly.
On the stage, Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke, and then at Meng Tian who was in the top ten seats.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Ye Wanwan made a sound.
Hearing this, the whole audience looked at Ye Wanwan.
This is to admit defeat? !
But it is also understandable, after all, Ye Wanwan is an old disciple of Gong, and the disciple of Elder Lei He will not be merciful when they meet.
Elder Gong nodded with great satisfaction. Being able to enter the top ten is already very good. Even if Ye Wanwan knows the Great Compassion Palm, she cannot be Meng Ke's opponent. It is reasonable to admit defeat, and it is also a tactic.
Immediately, Meng Ke glanced at Ye Wanwan.
If Ye Wanwan wants to admit defeat, she can't stop her, this woman is a bit smart.
At the VIP table, Master Asura was expressionless, and his eyes slowly fell on Ye Wanwan.
"Player No. 8, what's your problem?"
Soon, the referee walked onto the ring, looked at Ye Wanwan and asked.
"I think this kind of competition is meaningless." Ye Wanwan said to the referee.
Doesn't make sense
As Ye Wanwan finished speaking, everyone in the audience looked puzzled.
no meaning what does it mean...
"I'm going to surrender, I guess I'm a little unwilling. Before surrendering, I should show off my tongue first... There's no way, but this junior sister is already very strong. In history, Scarlet Flames Academy's first D-level servant Bing, entered the top ten of the Martial Arts Exchange Conference!"
"It's wise to surrender. After all, when meeting an S-level mercenary like Meng Ke, he is still a disciple of Elder Lei He, and the road to enemies is narrow. This Ye Wanwan, I heard, is the registered disciple of Elder Gong."
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On the stage, the referee frowned and said, "What do you want?"
"Except for Meng Ke." Ye Wanwan looked at the top ten seats, raised her right arm slightly, and pointed at Meng Tian with her index finger: "I still want to challenge him."
"What?!"
The referee was full of surprise. Apart from Meng Ke, he also wanted to challenge Meng Tian? !
"You mean, I must win the battle with Meng Ke. After defeating Meng Ke, I will compete with Meng Tian again?" The referee asked with some uncertainty.
"I mean..." Ye Wanwan shook her head, "Let Meng Ke and Meng Tian go up together."
Following Ye Wanwan's words, the audience was in an uproar.
Not to mention other people, even the elder Gong at the VIP seat was also surprised, this apprentice, is he crazy? !
"Damn... where does Ye Wanwan have the confidence?!"
"Crazy?!"
"Challenge two S-level mercenaries, Meng Ke and Meng Tian, at the same time?! Does that mean one against two?"
"Are you kidding me? Then Meng Tian's strength is a level higher than Meng Ke's, okay? She wants to pick two people alone?!"