The Supreme God novel Chapter 3788

"Ha-ha! Lawrence, do you see what I was talking about now?

I was smart choosing him to fight your slave!"

Wilfred bragged as he looked at Lawrence.

"How is this possible?"

Lawrence frowned towards the ground. Then he glared at Austin silently, and he wished that he could run at him and beat him to death.

"Now that you lost, I will take all these treasures.

Lawrence, I am sorry that you lost all this to me.

How do you feel now? You must being feeling terrible."

With a wave of his hand, Wilfred snatched all the treasures that Lawrence had bet.

The Buddhist scriptures and the Sarira were among them.

Austin saw this and he smiled.

The Buddhist scriptures and the Sarira were the reason why he had fought with that slave in the first place.

"Lawrence, what's wrong with you? Why are you so quiet?

Weren't you just bragging minutes ago?"

Wilfred taunted.

It was nice to serve Lawrence a taste of his own medicine.

"Wilfred, I admit that I lost.

You found a good slave!" Lawrence said, stressing every syllable.

He was simmering with rage. No one wanted to be a loser.

He raised his head and glared at Austin. 'It is all this human brat's fault. I am humiliated because of him.'

Lawrence's eyes burned murderously.

Austin, on the other hand, was standing quietly beside the stage, as if nothing had happened.

He waited for the next competition. There was no reason to fear anyone present.

'Now that I've won a round, I don't mind playing more rounds.

That way, I can get more treasures.

I can't pass up such a good opportunity, ' Austin thought to himself.

He wanted to obtain as many cultivation resources and treasures as he could.

There were many genuine divine gods of the beast race present.

Austin even saw that a genuine premium-grade divine god had placed his bet.

Therefore, there were some amazing treasures to be gathered.

"Lawrence, how about we make another bet?

Or are you afraid of my humble slave now?

Ha-ha!"

Wilfred was elated. He hadn't seen eye to eye with Lawrence for a long time, and they had gambled many times in the Wrestling Ring.

Sometimes Wilfred won and sometimes Lawrence won. But he had never won so much from Lawrence before.

Looking at the gloomy expression on Lawrence's face, Wilfred grinned from ear to ear.

"Although you won this time, it doesn't mean you will always be the winner," Lawrence snapped.

He took a deep breath to control his anger, turned around, and intended to take his leave.

"Come on, Lawrence. What's the rush?

The Wrestling Ring is your favorite!

It has just been a while since we had fun together. Are you sure you are leaving now? What's wrong? Are you still the Lawrence that I once knew?

You got me here against my will, remember? And now you're leaving me here?"

Wilfred continued to mock Lawrence, occasionally bursting into laughter.

Lawrence didn't retaliate.

Instead, his face turned sadder.

'How dare he embarrass me like this? One day, I will embarrass him the same way, ' Lawrence swore to himself.

As he made his way towards the exit of the Wrestling Ring, a mocking voice reached his ears.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, Lawrence?

Now that we are here, let's have a good time,"

the voice said.

Scowling, Lawrence tried to leave again, but a group of people were walking into the Wrestling Ring.

The person in front was a member of the beast race. He was tall and had a blue horn on his forehead. Strong demonic aura emanated from him.

He was a genuine medium-grade divine god.

"Weber!

You've arrived!"

Lawrence exclaimed, stopping quickly in his tracks.

"Perfect timing, Weber.

Wilfred brought a very powerful slave.

I think he is eager to make a bet with you!"

Lawrence said as an idea occurred to him.

It seemed that Weber perked up slightly at hearing this. "Oh, is that so?

Which one are you talking about?"

Weber asked Lawrence, looking around at everyone who was present.

"It's that human brat standing beside the stage.

Weber, don't underestimate him.

My most competent slave was killed by him in one move,"

Lawrence answered, pointing at Austin.

"What? That human brat did that? How?"