Su Ye saw the man and heard the shouts from the audience.
Number Six.
She had seen him once before, the first time she came here with Su Qing.
That time, he had fought a gauntlet match against nine other people. In the end, he had brutally defeated them all and walked out on his own two feet.
The man, and his number, had left a deep impression on Su Ye.
When the man entered the ring, both Chu Liang and Song Jue fixed their gazes on him—on Number Six.
Clearly, he was the one they had come for.
Just then, she heard voices from nearby.
"So that's Number Six?"
"Yes, that's him. He left before finishing the assessment but was still accepted. He even became a member of the Body Cultivation Heavenly Class."
Su Ye turned to see who was talking.
It was Nan Ying, standing at the forefront of a group. Dressed in pink with a step-shaking hairpin in her hair, she exuded the aura of a noble lady from a great clan. A single glance was enough to tell she was no commoner.
