章 1842: Showdown

Now that the Sal Tree Leaf was sold, the auction of the night was over.

Thereafter, it was time for the cultivators to fight!

In the high seats of the palace, Commander Yan Fei suddenly said, "Brother Liu, how do you explain the gambit you mentioned earlier on?"

"Are you interested, Brother Yan?"

Commander Liu chuckled. "There's no doubt that Ding Yu will be able to kill this person. Let's bet on how many rounds he takes!"

In Commander Liu's heart, given Ding Yu's capabilities, it was extremely easy for him to kill a Grade 5 Black Immortal.

Ten rounds was enough!

However, out of caution, he pondered for a moment before saying slowly, "I'll bet that Ding Yu will kill this person in 20 rounds!"

Yan Fei smiled. "Alright, since that's the case, I'll bet that this person can last 50 rounds!"

"Hahahaha!"