“Old Eight! Old Eight...”
Yang Tian had just walked into the arena and looked curiously at the rich people who were raising their money to place their bets when he suddenly heard someone calling him ‘Old Eight’. Moreover, the voice sounded extremely familiar.
Yang Tian looked in the direction where the voice came from and saw Zhao Wu waving at him.
Around Zhao Wu was the red-haired Xiao Fei who looked extremely conspicuous. Zhou Feng, Liu Xiao, Wang Guang, Li Xuan, and Liu Jian were all here.
Yang Tian smiled happily and immediately walked over.
This arena was like a small football field, but in the middle was a square arena surrounded by iron bars. The iron bars were not very high, only about one meter. Xiao Fei and the others were all martial artists and squeezed by the iron bars.
“Eighth brother, after we’re done, we’ll go to Heaven on Earth. You promised,”Xiao Fei said with a smile.
“No Problem!”Yang Tian nodded.
