What he had to do was to compound his gains.
Just now, in the first duel, his stake was one Thousand-Year-Old Ancient Spiritual Fruit, worth fifty stone coins.
Now, his stake was equivalent to a hundred stone coins.
If he won, the next round, his stake would be two hundred stone coins.
The bets would keep doubling!
He didn't have that much time to rest.
Moreover.
He had Divine Power, which allowed him to instantly recover his strength and energy.
Naturally, he chose to continue the fierce battle.
"Keep going like this?"
The servant, upon hearing this, was immediately shocked.
This was not simple sparring.
It was a fight to the death.
Two people fighting, there would certainly be one death.
And he wanted to keep going?
Was he mad?
"What's wrong, can't I?"
Qin Chen looked up and asked.
"You can, of course you can. I will arrange it for you right away."
The servant quickly nodded.
"Madman!"
Exiting the reception room, the servant shook his head.
