Qualifying Tournament (2)

“A hundred times in return for each bet?” Gui Yeza gently licked his lips when he saw the odds displayed before the start of the match… because Gui Yeza also placed a bet on Leng San with tremendous Qi Stones.

On the special mezzanine of the amphitheater...

“I would like to place a bet on Sansas with all this…” The big man, Gogo, also bet with tremendous Qi Stones. The number even stunned his comrades on the special mezzanine. They were even more stunned that Gogo chose to bet on the slave fighter, who deserved to be the weakest according to the information...

"A... are you crazy?!! Throughout the eight brackets, you didn't even bet once... Suddenly, in the ninth bracket, you wish to bet everything on the crippled boy of the Human Tribe?!

It is clear that Dorino, the intermediate Divine-King Classer who freed himself ten years ago, is an incomparable, expected winner in the bracket,” the Green Trader said with his eyes wide open.

Gogo laughed in his throat...