Chapter 1239 A Bet (2/2)

njured and might die. Then, people will bet on Caleb instead of on me,” Darren replied calmly.

”Darren, it's not that easy. Gamblers are good at gathering information. They will investigate when they hear of your injury. If you're feigning it, they will find out.”

”Who says that I will feign the injuries?” A fierce light flashed through Darren's eyes.

”What? Are you going to hurt yourself? Seriously?” This was beyond Murphy's understanding. If Darren were severely injured half a month before the duel, how would he fight Caleb?

Caleb was a powerful cultivator at the Celestial God Realm. Even when healthy and strong, Darren would find it challenging to defeat him.

After all, the martial arts skills his opponent had mastered were much stronger than Darren's.

”Don't worry. I have a plan,” Darren said reassuringly.

Soon, half a month went by.

Because of the Gambling King's reputation, tens of thousands of people had ventured to bet on Darren or Caleb.

Darren's name became well-known to many people in the Ninth Precipitous Mountain overnight.

”Have you heard of this guy called Darren, who dares to duel with a cultivator at the Celestial God Realm?”

”It's hard to say. It's said that he can kill someone whose cultivation level is higher than his. Besides, with the Realm-equalizing Arena, who knows what he's capable of? Let's wait and see!”

”Don't be naive. Have you ever seen anyone at the Domain God Realm who can kill someone at the Star God Realm? Perhaps, this is a deliberate plot set up by the Gambling King.”

Many people voiced varying opinions during their discussion.