"Xingdu, how about..."
Hua Yao still wanted to persuade Lin Qing, but he merely shook his head gently. In the end, she could only sigh.
Hua Yao had long since stopped treating Lin Qing as just another fighter under her management. Especially after he had helped her and Tu Mi retrieve leads on their enemy, she had come to regard him as her benefactor.
Throughout their time together, she had never made decisions for Lin Qing. Now that she saw how firmly his mind was set, she said no more.
She did not ask Lin Qing for the business card of the man from the Falling Star Blood Arena. Instead, she simply picked up the screen and began tapping away.
As mentioned earlier, anyone unafraid of death was welcome to sign up, so registration did not necessarily have to go through the Falling Star Blood Arena's staff.
After successfully registering him, Hua Yao even held up the screen for Lin Qing to see, showing him that she had not deceived him.
Then she pulled up the information on the Grand Blood Bout and placed the screen in Lin Qing's hands for him to read.
Previous eleventh-tier Grand Blood Bouts had drawn anywhere from several thousand to tens of thousands of participants. Registration for this one had already exceeded ten thousand, and the number was still rising.
These contestants' profiles had already been posted on the website for others to view. Some of them had already made illustrious names for themselves in the Sin Abyss.
Among them were Bloodblade, the current holder of the blood bout winning streak record with eighty-two consecutive victories, and even a handful of prodigies from the outside world.
Lin Qing was not interested in the contestants' profiles. He cared more about the betting.
This time, bets