"Boss, should we reconsider?"
The female guard felt a bit uneasy.
If they lost, one million taels of spirit stones might make Bai Mei'er feel uncomfortable for a while.
As Bai Mei'er's guard, if Bai Mei'er was displeased, she would bear the brunt of it.
"Just go ahead."
Bai Mei'er sat up straight, examining Wang Ye closely:
"My judgment is never wrong."
Next, in the second match, Wang Ye's opponent was a late sixth-grade cultivator.
Wang Ye won.
The third match.
Another late sixth-grade cultivator.
Wang Ye won again.
Gradually, Wang Ye's ranking rose to Level Six.
In the audience, except for Shi Heng, everyone else looked immensely disappointed.
After all, at the beginning, no one anticipated Wang Ye's prowess, so when betting, no one put much faith or money on him. Now they regretted it as Wang Ye's extraordinary skills were revealed.
"Ah, we've suffered a huge loss this time."