Back in the private room, Long Xiao chuckled, "A-rank isn't bad either. It's quite a match for your energy value of over ten thousand."
Ye Tian replied, "We still have three hours. Let's go check out the venue."
The four of them arrived at the arena. Six rings were set up, all capable of simultaneous matches, making for high efficiency.
Approaching one of the rings at the edge, Ye Tian was about to step onto it to examine the ground when a tall man walked towards him and deliberately bumped his shoulder.
Ye Tian sidestepped, and the man spat a glob of phlegm at him.
Ye Tian pushed his right palm forward in the air. The airflow vibrated, and the phlegm flew back, striking the man squarely in his left eye with a *splat*. The man immediately cried out in pain, his eyeball shattered. He fell to his knees, clutching his eye and screaming.
Staff members rushed over. Some attended to the injured man, while others questioned Ye Tian about why he had attacked someone.
A woman in a black uniform, with short hair and in her thirties, sized Ye Tian up coldly and asked, "Did you injure him?"
Ye Tian stated, "He was injured by his own phlegm. It has nothing to do with me."
The woman had the surveillance footage brought over. The playback showed the other man first bumping into Ye Tian. After Ye Tian dodged, the man spat. Ye Tian then flicked his hand, and the man fell to the ground, covering his eye.
At that moment, a medical staff member approached and said, "Manager Liu, the patient's eye was injured by phlegm. It's beyond recovery and will have to be removed."
Manager Liu nodded and addressed Ye Tian, "Assaulting someone off the ring, you will be disqualified. Please leave the premises."
Ye Tian raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying I can't participate in the betting matches?"
The woman confirmed, "That's correct!"
Ye Tian smiled. "It's fine if I can't participate. Being a spectator is also good."
Long Xiao's expression turned grim. "Manager Liu, you know perfectly well that person was sent deliberately to cause trouble, with the intention of preventing us from competing!"
Manager Liu said indifferently, "I don't care about the reasons, only the process. Your person injured someone else, so I can only disqualify you."
Being disqualified before the match even began didn't bother Ye Tian much. The money from the betting matches was essentially extra income. It was good if he could earn it, but it was also fine if he couldn't.
Su Yan asked, "Ye Tian, what do we do?"
Ye Tian smiled. "It's alright. These betting matches rely on keen observation. I can still win without participating. Let's head back to the private room to rest."
Meanwhile, in the backstage control room, a camera was focused on Ye Tian, and his information appeared on the display screen. Several Japanese men stood before the screen. One of them, a young man with long hair, said, "His name is Ye Tian. He's a Human Immortal level expert. However, his test result is A-rank."
Another man nodded. "We must eliminate people like him, otherwise, it will affect the group's profits!"
Upon returning to the private room, Ye Tian ordered some food, including some beer. After a while, Long Xiao asked, "Even if you have good observation skills, betting matches are still risky."
Ye Tian replied, "As long as the accuracy is high, it's still profitable."
Lin Ziyi, on the other hand, wasn't disappointed at all. In her opinion, it was better that Ye Tian wasn't participating in the betting matches, as combat could be dangerous.
Finally, the betting matches began, and the group proceeded to the spectator seats. The first match commenced on the central ring, with both fighters making their appearances.
One was a Russian, and the other was a Black man, both weighing around 240 pounds and standing over 1.9 meters tall.
Ye Tian observed them closely and noticed that the Russian clearly held back his strength. His actual combat power was at least two to three times what he was currently displaying.
In contrast, although the Black man also concealed some of his power, it was nowhere near comparable to the Russian's. Furthermore, in addition to potential, the Russian's footwork was more agile. Ye Tian, with his martial arts experience, easily determined that the Russian possessed extensive combat experience. The Black man's footwork was also quite agile, but it lacked rhythm, and the gap between him and the Russian was significant.