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Just as the contest was about to begin, Wang Hao suddenly yelled for a halt, causing everyone to be taken aback.
"What does he want to do now? He couldn't possibly be having second thoughts, could he?"
"It's possible. After all, Li Dao is a man of exceptional talent. He has long been famous in Jianghu and is a direct disciple of the Elder of Heavenly Blades. His skills are unmatched!"
"Pshh, posing—already on the Life and Death Platform. Only now he realizes he regrets it? Too late!"
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While the disciples watching the scene were speculating whether Wang Hao was having second thoughts, Wang Hao leisurely walked towards the betting booth.
"One hundred million, US Dollars, on myself to win!"
Hearing Wang Hao's words, everyone present was petrified, their mouths agape wide enough to fit a duck egg.
One hundred million on himself, and in US Dollars no less—is Wang Hao out of his mind, or what?
