"It seems like you're not just a rookie, but a rookie with a few screws loose. Just look at those fighters in the ring, how solid and strong they are! Do you really think an average person could stand a chance against them?"
"Are you planning to challenge them? Even though 500,000 is gone, at least there's still 300,000 left. Do you want to give it a try?"
A few people looked at Su Changfeng with disdain in their eyes, chuckling.
"Don't make fun of the newbie. Just look at him, there's no way he could compete."
"Yeah, with those skinny arms and legs, if you go and compete, won't you get beaten to a pulp? Just sit tight and watch the match, maybe someone will challenge them soon."
"Here's a piece of advice for you, if you don't know something, keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, people might think you're an idiot."
Their words were rather harsh, but there was a sense of provocation as if they were deliberately belittling Su Changfeng to see if he dared to step onto the stage.
