So these guys were attacking Ye Luo with all their might, hoping to take down the kid.
However, they soon realized that they were no match for Ye Luo with their abilities, and the thought of getting that $100,000 was nothing but a pipe dream; in the end, they would have to pay for their own medical expenses.
Ye Luo charged from the first floor up to the fifth, laying down at least a hundred people along the way, without them landing a single hit on him.
After all, with Ye Luo's strength, dealing with these riffraff who hadn't even reached the Houtian Realm was naturally no pressure at all.
Upon reaching the fifth floor, there stood over a dozen men dressed in black, holding sharp machetes and facing Ye Luo, each one exuding a murderous aura. Almost all of them were on the verge of stepping into the Houtian Realm, and they were naturally the elite of the Bald Party.
