Mu Ruyue seemed to ignore Ding Lin's words, her figure flashed and landed on the arena, her cold face seemingly covered with a layer of frost, black eyes calm and emotionless: "Can the battle begin now?"
"Yes!"
Ding Lin's lips curled slightly: "I've already given you an extra month to live, now, you have no chance..."
From beginning to end, Mu Ruyue remained unfazed, as if she had not taken her words to heart...
"Who do you think will win this match?"
The people below, seeing the two women confronting each other above, whispered: "Why don't we have a bet? I'll wager ten Intermediate Spiritual Stones on Ding Lin to win!"
"I'll wager fifteen, Ding Lin for the win!"
Anyway, Ding Lin is now at Divine General Peak, that woman is definitely not her opponent...
So, everyone placed their bets on Ding Lin's victory.
At this moment, a bold voice arose among the crowd, interrupting their conversation: "I'll bet one High-level Spiritual Stone on Mu Ruyue to win!"
