"I bet they can't escape, Sword Cultivators would rather die than flee."
"Not everyone has that determination," Lu Chan threw a bag of Spirit Stones to the other side.
"I bet they can escape. A Cultivator's strongest ability often lies in their means of escape."
The Jade Sword Buddha silently bet on the escape, as quiet as usual.
The four placed their bets, and the fight below had reached a fever pitch. The Sword Cultivator's incarnation was one-sidedly injured, almost pushed to the ground.
Qi Ling held the absolute upper hand, as they had predicted. The two Divine Skills given by Gu Wen made Qi Ling practically invincible among peers of the same level.
No Magic Skill from the Sword Cultivator could cause any substantial damage to her, while any casual sword stroke from Qi Ling, with its intense killing aura, could shake one's spirit.
In just five minutes, the Sword Cultivator was already gasping for breath, his robes soaked with sweat.
