When Shi Hao and Du Bei arrived at the martial arts training ground one after the other, many students had already gathered there.
Naturally, nobody ever complains about there being too much excitement.
However, everyone expected a complete domination by Founding King Court over Self-Observation, wondering just how many moves the monstrous Shi Hao could withstand.
"I bet on one move."
"Three moves."
"Five moves then."
Some people started a betting pool on how many moves Shi Hao would last before defeat, and surprisingly, there were quite a few takers.
"Eh, why isn't there a betting pool for Shi Hao winning?"
"Haha, that would be a joke, wouldn't it? How could Self-Observation possibly win? Even if the odds were enormous, who would bet on that?"
"Heh, I would."
"I also want to bet on Shi Hao winning."
There were actually people wanting to bet on Shi Hao's victory, which made everyone curious. Had those few gone mad?
