บท 935: Divine-like Evilness

"Brother Hua, do you think Chen Fei can really win all twelve matches?"

Several top experts at the peak of the Sun Moon Realm from the Sky Sea branch gathered, their eyes fixed on the arena. One of them whispered to Hua Zhichun.

In general, preliminary matches at the early stage of the Sun Moon Realm rarely attract the attention of peak experts. For them, the level is too low to be of any assistance to their own progress.

Today was an exception. Chen Fei's challenge to twelve opponents had become the talk of the entire Qiankun Mansion. Even those just looking for some excitement came to watch.

As the bookmaker for this Sky Sea branch betting pool, Hua Zhichun had to be here in person.

"He's fighting them one by one, so it shouldn't be a problem. But now he's fighting three at once," Hua Zhichun said, frowning.

If Chen Fei were to win all twelve matches, he would be the biggest winner, earning over three thousand merit points in an instant.