A Gamble with Their Lives

The Reincarnator was being taunted in front of everyone. His veins bulged, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Anyone the Conqueror had chosen to challenge Kirk had to be a core member of their team, yet he'd been humiliated in public. He roared, "Do you have the guts to fight or not?"

Little Fatty sneered. "Come on! Whoever's too scared to fight is Sun Tzu! Ju Hua Qiang!"

A blood-red portal opened in the center of the casino!

It was an arena for a fight to the death, where neither side could leave alive!

The two jumped down from the second floor and walked up to the portal.

"Hold on!" Little Fatty suddenly called out.

"Ju Hua Qiang," who had been itching to twist Little Fatty's head off, roared in fury, "What now?"

Little Fatty rolled his eyes. "If I'm going to kill you, it'll wear me out like a dead dog. I deserve a little something extra, don't I?"

Ju Hua Qiang failed to notice the trap in Little Fatty's words. He shouted, "What else do you want?"

Little Fatty pointed at his gear. "All your equipment and money! Whoever dies leaves here with nothing!"

Leaving with nothing meant that all the possessions of the fallen warrior went to the victor.

Ju Hua Qiang had already lost his patience. He nodded repeatedly. "Fine, fine, fine!"

He was so worked up that he didn't even ask Little Fatty to accept the same terms. He signed an agreement stating that if he died, all his possessions would go to Little Fatty. He figured killing Little Fatty and twisting his head off would take no time at all.

The Conqueror didn't stop them either.

With his keen eye, he could tell that Ju Hua Qiang—though that certainly wasn't the