Wang Yu had fair skin and narrow eyes, giving off a sinister vibe.
At this moment, he held his head high, staring at Ye Chen with extreme disdain, as if looking at prey waiting for him to slaughter.
"Another ten million ordinary spirit stones in the bag," Ye Chen's eyes flashed with determination, feeling quite pleased in his heart.
Ten million ordinary spirit stones, even for him, was a massive fortune.
And as long as he defeated Wang Yu, he would be able to obtain ten million ordinary spirit stones. It was definitely a good deal.
"Trash, what did you say? You don't really think you can defeat me?" Wang Yu's face turned extremely gloomy after hearing Ye Chen's words, and a terrifying killing intent surged all over him.
Ye Chen hadn't even started fighting him yet, but he already assumed he could win ten million ordinary spirit stones.
This completely disregarded Wang Yu.
