"Who else?" Ye Hao scanned the crowd below after the two brothers stepped down.
The people below remained silent. Jiang Shui and Jiang Huo, the two brothers, were well-known in the secular world; they were considered leaders of the younger generation and remarkable individuals.
But even such figures fell to Ye Hao; who dared to face Ye Hao in combat?
Once in combat with Ye Hao, they were bound to suffer a miserable defeat.
Although sparring with Ye Hao, his fighting style was not very brutal, they still weren't sure of Ye Hao's limits. If they accidentally angered Ye Hao, there was a chance he would wipe them out.
Everyone knew what kind of person Ye Hao was—someone who would kill without hesitation. Who could guarantee that Ye Hao wouldn't kill them?
Thus, they remained silent, afraid to anger Ye Hao.
Below the stage, Jiang Huo and Jiang Shui smiled and nodded at Ye Hao on stage, believing he was deserving of the title.
