"I lose my legs, you lose your life. I think that's a fair trade. Besides, I have a way to get my legs back."
A venomous look of resentment appeared on Edward's face as a sharp dagger materialized in his hand. He sat on the ground and sealed the blood vessels in his legs, then brutally hacked off both of his lower legs with the dagger.
Despite having sealed the blood vessels, blood still flowed out, staining the ground red. Though Edward was tough and merciless, the pain turned his face deathly pale.
"My God, he really broke his own legs! He actually kept his word."
"What an idiot, cutting off his own legs like that."
"What a brutal World Gamblers' Championship... but man, is it exciting!"
"..."
Countless people shouted in shock.
Mother Zhang looked smug. He's courting death by fighting my son, she thought, but inwardly she was screaming, I will never let him participate in this so-called World Gamblers' Championship again! It's too dangerous!
