Dan Xiong was silent for a moment before nodding. “Sure!”
“As for the bet, since you’re not willing to represent the single divine prose faction, then let’s bet on what you can bet on. If you lose, I’ll strip you of your divine prose. If I lose, all my divine prose will belong to you. How about that?”
Su Yu calmly said, “Without the divine prose, there will naturally be no so-called dan duo who is stronger. If you lose, you will no longer be a single divine prose faction. If I lose, I will no longer be a multi-divine prose faction. Perhaps this is also a good opportunity to get rid of the fight between Dan Duo.”
Dan Xiong gave him a deep look. “Your divine text battle technique has drawn out quite a lot of divine texts, right?”
“It’s not bad. It’s just 18 divine texts.”
“Since you say so, then I agree.”
When these words were said, the expressions of those experts were somewhat complicated.
Betting their lives, betting on the divine texts.
