In the afternoon, as the sun set, only the last ten mercenaries remained.

Nine people are S-class and one is D-class.

"What the hell...a D-class mercenary, winning 27 games in a row!"

"Back then, Senior Sister Nie Linglong's first record was 28 games..."

"But that's the end. Ye Wanwan didn't even meet an S-class mercenary."

"Hmph, many capable veteran S-class mercenaries did not participate in this session. For example, Brother Death did not 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 finished speaking, the entire audience fell silent, and you could hear the needle drop.

Meng Ke looked indifferent and walked slowly onto the ring.

"Junior sister Meng Ke, remember to show mercy." Suddenly, at the top ten table, Meng Ke sneered.

"Senior brother, I will try my best." Meng Ke said calmly.

On the ring, Ye Wanwan stared at Meng Ke, and then looked at Meng Tian at the top ten table.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Ye Wanwan made a sound.

After hearing this, everyone in the audience looked towards Ye Wanwan.

Are you giving up?!

But it is understandable. After all, Ye Wanwan is an old disciple of Gong. Elder Lei He will not show mercy when he encounters his disciples.

Gong Lao nodded happily. Being able to enter the top ten was already very good. Now, even if Ye Wanwan knew the Great Compassion Palm, she would not be Meng Ke's opponent. It was reasonable and a tactic to admit defeat.

Immediately, Meng Ke glanced at Ye Wanwan.

If Ye Wanwan wants to admit defeat, she can't stop her. This woman is quite smart.

At the VIP table, Lord Shura had an expressionless face and his eyes slowly fell on Ye Wanwan.

"Contestant 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 had inexplicable expressions on their faces.

What does it mean to make no sense...

"I'm going to surrender. I guess I'm a little unwilling in my heart. Before surrendering, I'll show off my power with words... There's nothing I can do about it, but this junior sister is already very strong. She is the first D-class in Scarlet Flame Academy in history.

The mercenary has entered the top ten of the martial arts exchange conference!"

"It is wise to surrender. After all, when you encounter an S-class mercenary like Meng Ke, you are still a disciple of Elder Lei He. We are enemies on a narrow road. I heard that this Ye Wanwan is the registered disciple of Elder Gong."

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On the ring, the referee frowned and said, "What do you want?"

"Except for Meng Ke." Ye Wanwan looked towards the top ten, raised her right arm slightly, pointed at Meng Tian with her index finger: "I still want to challenge him."

"What?!"

The referee was full of surprise. Besides Meng Ke, he also wanted to challenge Meng Tian?!

"You mean, you will definitely win the battle with Meng Ke. After defeating Meng Ke, you can then compete with Meng Tian?" the referee asked with some uncertainty.

"What I mean is..." Ye Wanwan shook her head: "Let Meng Ke and Meng Tian come together."

As Ye Wanwan finished speaking, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Not to mention others, even the palace elder at the VIP table was also surprised. Is his disciple crazy?!

"Damn...where does this Ye Wanwan get her confidence?!"

"Are you crazy?!"

"Challenging two S-class mercenaries, Meng Ke and Meng Tian, ​​at the same time?! Does that mean one versus two?"
Chapter completed!