"Lu Xiao, your odds have dropped a lot," Chen Fei pointed at the TV screen and said from inside the shack.
The Superpower Alliance was quite considerate in that aspect: once the finals started, they displayed real-time odds right next to each contestant's name.
Lu Xiao's odds were now 102, a significant drop from 117.
"It seems that quite a few people have a good eye!" Lu Xiao nodded.
The odds dropping from 117 to 102 meant that the betting amount had to be at least a billion US dollars.
"The battle lineup is also out; your opponent is Joel Vince, oh, that guy's brother," Chen Fei added.
That guy's brother?
Oh, Sol Vince, that dirt thing.
You two brothers are really picking a fight with me.
"Are the Fourth-stage battles still up first?" Lu Xiao squinted and muttered.
