"Crap, this pretty boy is actually today's challenger? Too hilarious, right?"
"Damn, this guy is not even from the same planet as the Bull Demon King, okay? Just one of his fingers could wipe him out."
"Let's bet, how many rounds can he last? Definitely not even one round."
...
All the guests, looking at the sly and giggling Yang Fei, were buzzing with discussions.
Some were gleeful at the misfortune, some sneered and jeered, but more people rushed to the betting counter to place their bets.
The Bull Demon King seemed like the War God King Kong from the legends.
And in front of him, Yang Fei looked like a child who hadn't yet grown up, pitifully weak.
The betting guests didn't even need to think with their heels to know who to bet on.
This kind of money, it was too easy not to earn.
There were also some seasoned and cautious bettors who suspected Yang Fei was a plant put forth by the casino.
Perhaps, there would be a huge twist in fate with Yang Fei.