Long before the Vajra Ape went on stage, Yang Cheng had already used his X-ray Vision to check it out in the iron cage, pinpointed its fatal weak spot, and gave Wu Ji a way to attack.
Sure enough, this kid was sharp; he got it in one go, seized the chance and went all in for the kill, not holding back in the slightest.
Back when he was this age himself, he didn't have this kind of courage; he had to admit this kid was really worth taking in, bound to become someone big in the future.
"Holy shit! No way, this kid is actually gonna win!"
"How's that even possible! That beefed-up Vajra Ape got turned into a total wimp after just a few punches from him, are they taking us for idiots?"
"And they still say this isn't rigged? This is obviously gifting money to No. 66. I was wondering how he could just throw out ten billion like nothing—turns out he already knew this kid would win."
