Song Yuan Valley, Arena No. 37.
Today, there were no lectures scheduled in Arena No. 37, yet throngs of people gathered from all directions.
Most of them were Outer Disciples, with a few servant disciples who were performing menial tasks nearby.
"Gao Ming, I've wagered over four hundred Essence Energy Pills on you. For this competition, you better give it your all—don't embarrass yourself by losing to some fluke."
A slightly chubby youth among a group of Outer Disciples admonished Gao Ming.
Another Outer Disciple chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Cui, you're worrying too much. He's nothing but a loser who awakened a Wasted Martial Soul. What's there to worry about? Just get ready to collect your Essence Energy Pills."
"It's better to be cautious."
