"Alright," The blonde man glanced at Zhang Tong and saw that his big brother was still deep in thought, so he quickly replied to the staff on the latter's behalf.
At this time, one of the underlings suddenly shouted while pointing at the TV screen,
"Brother Zhang! Brother Zhang, quickly look at the TV!"
Everyone was attracted by his puzzled voice and subconsciously looked at the TV.
"Next, we are inserting a special advertisement from Binhai City's Bay Arena. The following are the detailed contents of this advertisement," The screen flashed, and a staff of the arena was holding a scribbled poster. It was so messy that it looked like it had been drawn only ten minutes ago.
It read, "The arena is holding a special duel today. A student from Binhai City First High, a combat genius with 125 blood-qi points, will fight against a fierce beast. the weeping corpse bird! This battle is one of its kind. If you miss it, those who love duels will regret it for the rest of their lives! So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and come! The match will begin at 6:30 p.m., so hurry up and come!"
...
The advertisement ended there. In the VIP lounge, Zhang Tong, the blonde man, and the other underlings all looked surprised.
"This kid... How could he have 125 blood-qi points?!" The blonde man was the first to exclaim in horror. His mouth was so agape that it could fit a fist. His bulging eyes looked as if they would fall out of their sockets in the next moment.
"This, this must be fake! With 125 blood-qi points, he must be at least a top-tier B-grade martial artist, right? That kid looks so weak that he can't even stand the wind. How could he have 125 blood-qi points?!"
"Yeah, big brother Zhang is also a B-grade martial artist, but only has 130 blood-qi points! This student must be joking!"
"This duel is just a gimmick. They can really make up any lie. Pfft, no wonder no powerful martial artists have been attracted here!"
The crowd discussed, but no one believed the stats stated in the advertisement.
Only Zhang Tong frowned again. Just like how he could not figure out how Su Chen had guessed correctly ten times in a row, he could not understand how a high school student could have 125 blood-qi points.
However, he didn't doubt the authenticity of this matter.
On the contrary, he was very willing to believe in it.
After all, this was the only explanation for a person who seemed to have no life experience to have the ability to guess correctly continuously!
"No, this guy named Su Chen might really have 125 blood-qi points. After all, how can a person who can guess correctly ten times in a row be so stupid as to throw away his life!"
"But..." The underlings were still in shock. They looked at Zhang Tong's expression, then at the blonde man.
"But, even a powerful B-grade martial artist like brother Huang doesn't have 125 blood-qi points!" When an underling said this, the blonde man's mouth twitched. Looking at how the underling was lacking a good beating, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat the guy up.
Just as he was about to take action, the blonde man suddenly remembered what the staff with small eyes said.
After the duel with the weeping corpse bird, they would pick the strongest person to fight brother Zhang.
From the looks of it, the guy who would be dueling with brother Zhang would definitely be Su Chen!
The blonde man quickly said to Zhang Tong, "Brother Zhang, the person you're going to fight in the finale should be this kid with 125 blood-qi points, right? This kid is only 17 or 18 years old. It's ridiculous for him to have such an ability ..."
"Not bad. Given time, this kid's future will be boundless," Zhang Tong's face was emotionless, but his gaze towards Su Chen was filled with admiration.
"Blood-qi points only determine the lower limit of one's strength. The upper limit of one's strength still depends on talent. Talent is more important than blood-qi points!"
...
The staff member with small eyes, who had just left the VIP lounge, heard the blonde man and the others talking about Su Chen.
He had a deep impression of the name Su Chen. After all, the brat had given him fifty thousand Yuan just to fight the weeping corpse bird.
He stopped in front of a big screen curiously, prepared to see how Su Chen would die.
On the screen, Su Chen and the weeping corpse bird's battle had not begun. Instead, several staff mambers walked towards the host, ready to deliver the boss's words to delay the competition by an hour.
However, even though he did not see the situation of the duel, he saw another piece of news that was enough to make him gasp.
The brat named Su Chen, a high school student who was only 18 years old, actually had 125 blood-qi points!
The worker with small eyes was stunned. He remembered that 50 blood-qi points were enough to enable one to reach the stage of a B-grade martial artist!
Yet the brat actually had 125 blood-qi points!
How could this be possible?!
He was only eighteen years old!
With such powerful abilities at such a young age, how could others continue to live?
He was in his 30s this year, yet he was only a mere unimportant staff!
If the brat was so outstanding, how was he supposed to live?!
The staff member with small eyes sobbed quietly as he returned to his post. He took out his walkie-talkie and began to chat with his big brother.
"Boss, that brat called Su Chen. Yes, that's the brat. He has 125 blood-qi points. That's right, he's a B-grade martial artist! Who would have thought of it?! He's just a high school student! To think he has 125 blood-qi points!"
The person on the other end was obviously very surprised. He turned on the television in disbelief and saw the news.
"This kid, is he really only eighteen years old? Could he be an old man who had cultivated for decades and is pretending to be a young man? A high school student with 125 blood-qi points, this is too ridiculous!"
The walkie-talkie rustled, and the voice of the staff with small eyes was heard again, "Boss, he's the same brat who won against Guo Shao in the first bet!"
The boss looked at the screen in a daze and stuttered, "This... This kid is too inhuman..."
...
Ten minutes ago, the host in the arena introduced the weeping corpse bird with great passion.
Even though he had already introduced it in detail yesterday, the audience in the stands did not show the slightest bit of disdain or impatience.
This was because the opponent of the weeping corpse bird had changed.
It was no longer Shen Fei who had a B-grade talent, but a 17 or 18 year old youth!
In the eyes of the audience, this young man named Su Chen was just a scrawny and unknown passerby.
The audience had no expectations for this passerby to kill the weeping corpse bird.
After all, just yesterday, Shen Fei who had a B-grade talent had been hurt by the weeping corpse bird's sharp claws till blood splattered everywhere, right?
That being said, the audience was still looking forward to the match.
After watching so many exciting duels, they also needed a relaxing transition and relief from the violence.
In this match, how a young teenager would escape from the claws of the savage weeping corpse bird was the transition and relaxation part that they had been looking forward to!
Countless audience members were hollering at the stage, urging the participants to hurry onto the battlefield and let them see the exciting scene of a narrow escape from death.
"Hey, that guy who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, hurry up and get on stage! Why are you still waiting in the audience?! Quickly go up and feel the taste of death! Hahaha!"
"This guy doesn't know his limits, does he? Why does he think he can defeat the weeping corpse bird?"
"I remember Shen Fei from yesterday. He had a B-grade talent, but wasn't he still defeated by the weeping corpse bird? Does this brat want to defeat the weeping corpse bird? It's simply a fool's dream!"