"How about we make a bet?"
At that moment, a meaningful smile curled at Qin Feng's lips. He really did not have many hobbies—he just loved gambling!
"Sure. How do you want to bet?"
Seeing Qin Feng act as though he had her completely figured out, Hu Liena grew interested and smiled faintly.
She wanted to know where Qin Feng got such confidence. Could it be that so-called theory Grandmaster?
A guy who only talked strategy on paper would meet a miserable end if he listened to him in Slaughter City!
Using the Hell Slaughter Arena to slaughter Qin Feng would be a pretty good choice.
Killing with a borrowed knife—what a labor-saving method.
If she fought this bastard herself, not only would it be exhausting, she would not gain anything from it either.
The more Hu Liena thought about it, the more she felt that she was becoming smarter and smarter.
"Simple. If I can win two consecutive matches in one day and safely live until the next day, how about you unconditionally agree to one request of mine?"
Seeing that Hu Liena had taken the bait, Qin Feng gave a peculiar smile.
"Only two matches? As the captain of Shrek Academy's monster team and the overall champion of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament, four matches would better suit your status!"
Hu Liena pursed her little lips, her entire demeanor teasing.
She knew Qin Feng was not an idiot.
Since he dared bet with her, he must have some trump cards.
So she deliberately made things difficult for him.
Four matches. This guy should immediately object, right?
"Fine! Four matches it is!"
Qin Feng answered, patting his chest.
It was only four matches. What was there to be afraid of?
"What? Have you lost your mind...?"
Hu Liena