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"You want to bet with me? One million and three hundred thousand crystals, it seems like you're very confident in yourself!"

Madman looked at Du Shaomu with a serious expression. He pointed his sword at Du Shaomu. His hair danced in the air and his aura was astonishing. Two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes.

"There's no meaning in simply defeating you. I'm just too lazy to do it