"Alright." Su Chen nodded. Whether it's a real battle or just a duel of Sword Rhyme, the result is certain: "However, a battle without stakes is meaningless."
Wu Qi's eyes lit up even more: "What do you want to wager?"
"If I win, from now on, you follow me. If I lose, from now on, I follow you." Su Chen said with a smile. Yes, he had taken a liking to Wu Qi, a pure-hearted swordsman, someone he admired.
Moreover, the other party's sword talent was exceptionally monstrous.
Their future achievements were limitless.
Having encountered such talent, he couldn't miss the opportunity.
Indeed, he had developed an appreciation for talent.
Su Chen's insights were extraordinarily high.
If he admired someone's talent, it was enough to demonstrate Wu Qi's excellence.
In fact, it was also because of Old Dragon. Just moments ago, Old Dragon had suddenly remarked: This person possesses a pure sword heart.
Because of Old Dragon's words, he was determined to recruit Wu Qi.
