“Referee, I concede defeat . I won’t compete,” the man said ahead of Ye Wanwan .
“You want to concede defeat?!”
The referee looked at the S-rank mercenary with surprise . This student was remarkably stronger than Meng Tian, but he conceded defeat without even an attack…?
“En, I concede defeat . ” Then the man jumped down the stage without a glance at Ye Wanwan, leaving a dumbfounded Ye Wanwan behind .
“Ye Wanwan wins… advancing to eighth place in the Top 10…” the referee had no choice but to announce that .
“Ye Wanwan, you can choose to rest for a moment before continuing your challenge . You can choose to not rest too,” the referee said .
“I choose him . ” Ye Wanwan pointed at the S-rank mercenary a rank above the previous mercenary .
“Why did this woman choose me? Is there something wrong with her? It’s not like I know her!” The man frowned and left the Top 10’s seats with a displeased expression .
The man walked onto the stage and stuck up his middle finger toward Ye Wanwan before saying to the referee, “I concede defeat . ”
Then he immediately walked down from the stage without giving anyone a chance to say anything .
The referee announced, “Ye Wanwan wins, advancing to seventh place in the Top 10 . ”
Ye Wanwan: “???”
Her strength when she wasn’t drunk was complete trash compared to these true S-rank mercenaries, alright? What were they trying to do by conceding defeat one after another without hesitation?
Ye Wanwan considered it for a moment and understood the situation .
Only she knew that her strength rocketed to a frightening height after getting drunk . It didn’t mean that other people knew…
These S-rank mercenaries who were conceding defeat probably thought she was still the super-powerful figure who could slaughter gods and demons on the stage from earlier .
Powerful my a**…
Ye Wanwan became spirited instantly . If things were like that… perhaps she could get first place…
It wasn’t necessary but why would she reject a first place given to her? She wasn’t dumb .
“You! Come down!”
Ye Wanwan’s confidence burst from her, and she looked at one of the men sitting in the Top 10 .
“Me?” The young man pointed at himself, taken by surprise .
“Yes, you . Come down . ” Ye Wanwan nodded .
“Eh… How about you pick a different person to challenge?” the man asked her cautiously .
“Bullsh*t! She’s challenging you!”
“Hurry and get down there! Why are you freaking asking her to challenge someone else?! What? You want to dig a trap for us?!”
“I’m telling you—if you don’t go down now, I won’t be so polite anymore!”
Shoved forward by everyone, the man unwillingly entered the stage without any choice .
“Attack,” Ye Wanwan said .
“You attack first . ” The man shook his head .
“You first . ”
“No, I won’t . ” The man looked unwilling .
Ye Wanwan angrily glared at him . He was a towering S-rank mercenary and full-grown man; why did he start acting coy with her?!
Ye Wanwan immediately struck the man with her hand . This man had to be willing to attack no matter what or else it would be disadvantageous for her if the match was dragged out—her weakness might be discovered . Hence, Ye Wanwan decisively attacked . If this truly didn’t work, she could just surrender .
However, before she could touch the man, he flipped and jumped down the stage . “What?! Come out and fight me if you can!”
“…” What the heck is wrong with this man…?
The audience stared at the man with embarrassment . They wanted to insult him but abandoned that idea after some thought . He was still an S-rank mercenary, after all… It wouldn’t be good if he held a grudge against them afterward .