"Ancestor, there's less than a minute left until the end of the bet."
Jiang Hengyu's tone was a mix of excitement and impatience.
He seemed eager and confident about this bet.
Lun Hui Ancestor stroked his beard and smiled, "That's good! As long as we eliminate Wang Teng, there will be no obstacles for our clan to become a Heaven-Suppressing Force."
Jiang Hengyu added excitedly, "Yes! Once our clan becomes a Heaven-Suppressing Force, the focus will shift to the third round of the Points Competition, which is the Star Lord candidacy battle that the Ancestor should be concerned about."
Lun Hui Ancestor smiled silently, eyes full of anticipation.
Then he said, "Hengyu, you shouldn't have much trouble winning this Death Battle Level wager, right?"
Jiang Hengyu smiled confidently, "Rest assured, Ancestor! I can soon reach 1 million Combat Power, and no matter how much that kid Wang Teng struggles, he can't have 30,000 reputation points!"
