Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 830 odds and disgrace
“I was a bit worried before, but now that you’ve broken through, I’m not worried at all.” Xuan Lao laughed.
Xuan Lao grinned and nodded.
The news of Fang Chen accepting the mediocre challenge instantly spread throughout the entire Golden Sword City.
On the top floor of the Golden Sword Restaurant, Luo Bairen and the others were gathered, and Fang Chen was called over by the Fatty Li.
“I heard some rumors. It is said that the Blood Refinement King had given you some trump cards for the sake of this battle between you and Zhong-An.” He Xuelin said in a low voice.
“A dying person is still drinking here?”
As soon as Tan An came up, he pointed his spear straight at Fang Chen and said disdainfully.
There were many geniuses and monstrous talents, but they died prematurely in the middle of their journey.
Fang Chen’s attitude was very tough, he was not afraid of mediocrity at all.
Just then, Luo Bairen spoke out.
“It’s too early to say who will win and who will lose.”
“Gu Jian, just you wait. Your death will be in three days.”
These warriors were all here to watch the fight between Fang Chen and Zhong An.
The time of the battle was at noon. Right now, there was still some distance to noon.
Today, he wore a black-coloured robe, and his entire body emitted a terrifying aura.
His face was filled with a ghastly smile.
Hearing this voice, Luo Bairen who was in front of the stage could not hold back and laughed.
As long as he won, the profit would be a hundred to one.
“I won by betting on the ancient sword, one hundred thousand amethysts.” Luo Bairen suddenly said.
Wu Li and Luo Bairen spoke out first, causing the entire Swordplay Arena to be extremely lively.
On the arena, the gloomy expression on Zhong-An’s face was gloomy to the extreme.
The Blood-Refining King bet one million amethysts. As long as he obtained victory, he would be able to earn one hundred million amethysts.
After Xuan Lao finished speaking, he sat on the main platform.