"A Mid-Grade Spirit Treasure, the Thunderclap Bow..." Marquis Zhanyun looked from the bow to King Yongtai, his expression strange. "King Yongtai, are you sure you want to stake this on our wager?"
"What?" King Yongtai raised an eyebrow. "If you don't want to bet, we can forget it."
The two already knew each other, and King Yongtai was rather indifferent by nature. He cared little whether they made the wager. Besides, the Hundred-Refined Worldstone would be extremely useful to Marquis Zhanyun.
"I'll bet!"
"Of course I'll bet!"
Marquis Zhanyun hurriedly smiled. "You're practically handing me a treasure, King Yongtai. I almost feel bad taking it."
"No matter. King Zhenyan and everyone else can witness our wager." King Yongtai waved a hand, plainly thinking little of the Mid-Grade Spirit Treasure, the Thunderclap Bow.
At the sight, everyone fell silent.
What extravagant wealth!
This wager between Marquis Zhanyun and King Yongtai had once again changed their view of King Yongtai.
Here was a King-Rank Creation whose strength approached Limit Creation—and who had wealth to spare.
At the same time, everyone turned their attention to the Virtual Projection.
The battle between Qin Hao and Xiang Wuqing had already promised to be worth watching. With King Yongtai and Marquis Zhanyun's wager added to it, everyone followed the fight even more closely.
The ninth Arena.
Qin Hao studied Xiang Wuqing.
Xiang Wuqing held a blade in each hand. His paired blades had a bold, sweeping look, but their cold edges flashed beneath the sun. His face was expressionless, and his eyes seemed devoid of feeling.
The first impression was coldness.
Utter coldness.
He looked as though he had just emerged from an ice cave, bringing a sudden drop in temperature with him.
The second impression... was heartlessness.
More than cold, he was heartless.
There