Martial Ruler

As the night breeze blew, Yu Tianheng suddenly felt embarrassed. This was not the first time he was ignored by Faang Lei like this. Luckily, the attention of the crowd was not on him alone, otherwise, he would lose all his face.    

Although there was still some fear towards Faang Lei's strength, he still believed that he would definitely win. As long as he recalled the expression of begging for forgiveness after losing to Wu Tie, the pride in Yu Tianheng's body would run out uncontrollably. Following that, a proud smile emerged on his face with a bulging mouth.    

"I'll make you act arrogantly and ignore me. When you are defeated by my hands and kneel and beg for forgiveness, I'll see how I'll toy with you." Yu Tianheng did not hide his exaggerated confidence as he looked down at Faang Lei, who was slowly walking down the aisle. His cold smile became even wider.    

"The less the victory, the less the victory!" Yu Tianheng's fan club shouted in unison. Compared to Yu Tianheng, Faang Lei's status was unknown and nobody cared about him anymore.    

From start to finish, Faang Lei didn't even raise his head to look at the former. He only looked indifferently in front of him, walking step by step towards the arena. With every step, the Zhuge Renjie in his memory would become more and more profound, and without even taking a step up, his body would tremble along with his heart.    

"Crap, this kid's entire body is trembling. He's probably scared. Forget it, I'll buy Yu Tianheng instead!"    

"That's right, I only placed all my bets on him because of his imposing aura just now. I didn't expect to scare him off before the match even started. Isn't that a bit useless?"    

Yu Tianheng's fans argued the most, "With a Fighting Infant level 4, you dare to accept fewer challenges, do you not know how to write the word death?"    

No one had any problems with their eyes. Faang Lei was indeed trembling. However, he was not afraid, but rather excited. He was so excited that he was trembling uncontrollably!    

However, in the eyes of the weak, it was no doubt a symbol of weakness. All sorts of mocking noises came from behind them. There were people who rushed to the westward betting stations in a flurry.    

All of a sudden, Faang Lei's payout ratio went from 1: 3 to 1: 9, while Yu Tianheng's payout ratio went from 1: 1. The difference in payout ratio between the two was too much, and it seemed that more than half of the people on the field believed that Faang Lei was purposefully releasing his powerful energy pressure just to attract everyone's attention.    

"A bunch of ignorant people who are worthy of our Heru College, they are simply tarnishing our Fighting Monarch's remains!" Nie Yunzhou, who had experienced Faang Lei's strength in the crowd, disdainfully looked at the group of people around him and spoke with righteous indignation.    

"Yunzhou, is this kid really as powerful as you said? I can't help but want to experience him, but it looks like the time is coming. I'm afraid …" A short-haired teenager stood beside Nie Yunzhou with his hands behind his back. From the teenager's tone, it seemed that he was filled with regret.    

The short-haired teenager's worries were not unreasonable, because the academy had long ago stipulated that in order to facilitate the management of the preparatory students, all the students, including those in the arena, must return to the Courier Station to rest. They could not leave the Courier Station during this period, and once there were any violations, they would be given severe punishment according to the circumstances.    

As expected, not long after Faang Lei stepped onto the stairs, the noisy crowd immediately quietened down, and the crowd tactfully opened a path. A few old elders rushed to the arena and said to everyone present: "Zi is here, all students return to the Courier Station!"    

As the elders spoke, all of the surrounding people looked at the arena resentfully. Reluctantly, they moved towards the Courier Station, while the west side's betting table was preparing to return the betting stake. As for the elders in the arena, they were also preparing to leave.    

"Why are you two still standing there? Don't tell me you want to violate the rules?! " One of the elders shouted at Yu Tianheng and Faang Lei.    

Faang Lei could no longer control the hatred surging in his body. His eyes were full of killing intent as he slowly turned his head and looked coldly at the group of troublesome elders. He said with a hoarse voice, "If you don't want more people to die, then don't stop this duel."    

Then, Faang Lei continued to walk towards the arena.    

Looking at the bloodshot eyes, the few Elders in the audience were slightly stunned. Then, they glanced at each other, and after a simple exchange of looks, they quickly came to a consensus. This boy's eyes were not a joke!