The two lazy people were as sloppy as they were since the beginning. With no battle intent seen on their faces, the odd duo immediately attracted the attention of tens of thousands of eyes.
Xue Tian's smile was also filled with laziness. With his katana still in its scabbard, he gently rubbed the corner of his nose with an up and down motion and turned to look at Qin Fen, "Old Qin, are you interested in placing a bet? How long will it take for me to beat him?"
Qin Fen looks stunned. Xue Tian was the most unpredictable among these recruits. If someone else was to be put against Brooks, it would be easier to estimate. But only Xue Tian's ability was unpredictable; how good or bad was he?
"Old Qin, I bet that I will end this battle with three strokes." Xue Tian raised his three fingers high above the head with a weird smile on his face, making others unable to guess whether he was joking or bluffing.
