“You might not know, but the Hongdao Association have even begun taking bets on how many matches you can last. I think the first few opponents will be the Hongdao Association’s Four Bully Lords. They are ranked in the top few hundred amongst the rookies. While I was forging, I met one of them. Their reputation in the capital is much greater than mine.”
“Four Bully Lords?”
Yi Yun thought about the rare tall, short, fat, thin combination he saw in the pawnshop. These guys were at least nice, to pawn all their assets to gamble with him.
“Brother Yi, I bought the bet that you can complete more than ten rounds.”
Song Zijun patted Yi Yun on the shoulder as he said that to show his support.
Actually, Song Zijun, Zhou Kui and the youths that came with them from the Jing state knew Yi Yun was strong. Even without dragon scale runes, Yi Yun could get a high ranking just from his strength.
The crux of the problem was he might not be able to last through a tag-team battle.
And Yi Yun’s third place was too ridiculous. Those rookies among the top 50 were all formidable people!
Some of them could even charge into the top 4000 in the Earth rankings.
“Thank you!” Yi Yun cupped his hands. “Where’s the registration going on? I want to see it when the registration officially begins.”
He had a limited number of fights a day. He could not just fight with any Tom, Dick or Harry. They had to have some quality, uh… actually, they had to have a sufficient amount of dragon scale runes.
If not, wouldn’t it be a waste of a battle?