Boom!
Once again, Shen Shao was sent flying, and Luo Qing frowned as he looked towards the sky.
"Void Chess Game?"
Spurt!
Spewing out a mouthful of Divine Blood, Shen Shao struggled to rise, summoned back his Fu Kong divine halberd, and while stabbing it into his body to draw blood, he chuckled, "Void Chess Game, you should have seen it a long ago."
"Mm," Luo Qing nodded with a frown, "A trinket."
"Xie Tian is small too," Shen Shao took a deep breath, boosting his nation's purple qi, and uttered each word clearly, "but he makes you take notice."
Luo Qing very much agreed but laughed, "Yet in the end, it's small, just like you seventeen ants, unable to stir up waves."
"A bet?"
Luo Qing was taken aback, "You know about Xie Tian's game?"
Shen Shao shook his head, "What Xie Tian is thinking, I cannot fathom either."
"Then, you're very bold," Luo Qing sized up Shen Shao, then nodded, "What's the bet?"
