Heibaman let out a cry like a night owl and devoured the kidney in one gulp. The audience who witnessed this scene cried out in shock, while some cheered excitedly.
With two severe injuries, the evil spirit's combat power had been reduced by sixty percent, making it even less of a match for Heibaman. Next, using his agile movements, Heibaman proceeded to pluck out the evil spirit's eyes and liver. The evil spirit, now a bloody mess, slumped to the ground, completely unable to resist.
With a sinister laugh, Heibaman suddenly mounted the evil spirit's neck, spun around, and severed its head. He then tilted his head back, slurping the dripping blood from the severed head with a "sizzling" sound.
This gruesome sight made Lin Ziyi vomit. She quickly turned her head away, and Ye Tian patted her a few times to help her feel better. Su Yan's face was also pale, but her eyes never left the severed head. Despite the bloody and brutal scene, she had made a staggering 7.5 billion!
After killing the evil spirit, Heibaman's dark eyes suddenly scanned the audience. The spectators he looked at scrambled to escape, but Ye Tian remained unfazed.
Heibaman let out a piercing shriek and leaped off the stage, lunging at a spectator. Possessed by a demon god, he had completely lost control, his eyes filled with cruel indifference.
The personnel responsible for order immediately rushed to intervene. However, Heibaman was too fast, directly snapping off a spectator's head.
Several figures lunged forward, attempting to subdue Heibaman. But with a twist of his arms, he sent them crashing to the ground, then stomped on their heads, crushing them one by one.
"Quick! Restrain him!" In the second-floor corridor, a woman in a kimono shouted.
Ye Tian immediately shielded Lin Ziyi and Su Yan, guiding them towards the periphery. The gambling arena was filled with masters, and his intervention was unnecessary.
As expected, over a dozen masters appeared and, within moments, subdued Heibaman. They twisted his limbs and bound him with sturdy ropes.
The scene was quickly cleaned up without a trace of blood, and the passive matches continued.
The second match featured a West Asian and a South Asian. Ye Tian couldn't discern anything particularly special about either of them. However, from his medical perspective, he recognized the West Asian had stronger potential. But without knowing their fighting techniques, he couldn't make an accurate judgment.
Ultimately, he bet two billion on the West Asian, believing his chances of winning were slightly higher.
Su Yan did not place a bet this time, merely watching from the sidelines.
The fight began, with the South Asian and West Asian appearing evenly matched. Neither seemed to have a clear advantage. Both fought cautiously, resulting in a match that lasted a full thirty minutes. This was a life-or-death battle, and after half an hour, both fighters were significantly depleted. The South Asian gradually began to tire, his reactions no longer as sharp. In contrast, the West Asian, with his stronger potential, experienced a less severe decline in combat effectiveness, thus gradually gaining the upper hand.
After another five minutes of intense fighting, the South Asian made a mistake, and the West Asian landed an elbow strike to the back of his head, knocking him unconscious. The match was over.
The odds for the West Asian were 2.1 to 1. Ye Tian's two billion earned him 2.1 billion.
There were five more passive matches. Ye Tian felt confident in three of them and placed larger bets. For the remaining two, he had only a sixty to seventy percent certainty and bet less.
In the end, across these five matches, he won four and lost one, with one match being a push. He earned over twenty-two billion within the arena. Su Yan also fared well, earning another 9.3 billion! Including her previous winnings, she had made 16.8 billion from passive matches alone!
After the passive matches, there was another thirty-minute break.
Returning to the private room, Su Yan asked, "Brother Long, what are the rules for the upcoming challenge matches?"
Long Xiao replied, "Challenge matches usually involve lower-ranked fighters challenging higher-ranked ones. For example, an A-level master challenging an A++ level master. The odds for the weaker party in a challenge match are very high. Additionally, the challenger who succeeds also gets to claim a portion of the prize money, which makes challenge matches incredibly intense and leads to extremely high mortality rates!"
At that moment, the big screen displayed the participants for the first challenge match: Zhang Tailai, a master of Baji Quan, and Yokoyama Go, a Japanese martial artist.
Upon seeing these names, Long Xiao's eyes widened. "Zhang Tailai is actually here for the gambling matches!"