Zeng Yifan had twice given Su Chengyu good-natured warnings, and Su Chengyu naturally remembered them in his heart.
Right now, inside the stadium, many spectators were restless and started cursing.
"Damn it! Is Su Chengyu coming or not? If he's too cowardly to fight, at least say something. Does he really think he's something special, making everyone wait around here for him?"
"What a coward, he can't even show up for a fight! Aren't the Dragon Soul officials here too? You should update the top martial artists leaderboard right away and just remove this wimp from the list!"
"Wuss!"
Inside the stadium, many people were loudly calling Su Chengyu a coward, as the wave of voices overlap.
"People are absolutely unreasonable, who said we weren't coming!"
Zhang Xiaomo and others had already entered the stadium, hearing the offensive curses inside.
"Don't pay attention, they are just irrelevant people or perhaps just betting gamblers," said Su Chengyu with a slight smile.
