A creation divine pill

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Tang Hao slowly walked to the door.

He wasn't in a hurry. After standing still, he dusted his robe and had a calm appearance.

"I'd like to see what this fellow can bring out!"

"I guess he's about the same as those handymen from before!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The disciples 'faces revealed the same contemptuous and disdainful expressions as before.

That fellow surnamed Gao had indeed given them a great shock, but that was only a special case. How could there be a second one among this group of handymen?

"How much should I bet?"

Tang Hao touched his chin and looked troubled.

"All of them? That was too much! If he lost, it would be a huge loss! How about ... Half? No, no, no, half is still too much. Why don't we just vote one-third?" He muttered to himself.

When the surrounding disciples heard this, they could not help but be stunned.

Then, there was a burst of loud laughter.