Chapter 2388
“Isn’t this a bit bad? Actually, we can exchange the chips ourselves.” Noemi was a little embarrassed.
The two parties, who were not related, exchanged so many spirit stones during their meeting. It was too enthusiastic. Noemi didn’t know how to give back to the other party.
“It was fate that we met. It’s just a little gift. It’s nothing. Simply enjoy yourself and approach it as an opportunity to form new friendships.” Abigail said. She still had a smiling look.
Since you want to fish, you naturally have to throw out more bait. The more bait you throw out, the bigger the fish you catch. Abigail still understands this principle.
“This…” Noemi seemed a little hesitant.
“Miss Marshall, you don’t think it’s too little, do you? Or do you not want to make friends with me?” Abigail pretended to be unhappy.
“Of course not.” Noemi shook her head repeatedly.
“Miss Robinson has a good heart; you should accept that, Miss Marshall.” Dustin helped to persuade.
“If this is the case, then we won’t be polite.” Seeing that it was hard to refuse the kindness, Noemi couldn’t refuse it again.
“A new round of competition is about to begin. Three sisters, take a closer look and see which contestant has the highest chance of winning?” Abigail said it with a smile.
Several people turned around and looked at the two large arenas in the middle.
The arenas were divided into No. 1 and No. 2. For each match, the referee would randomly draw two contestants.
In this round of competition, the contestants on the No. 1 arena were No. 5 and No. 18.
The No. 2 arena had contestants No. 12 and No. 34.
“Huh, is that him?”
Dustin, quite surprised, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows when his gaze locked on contestant No. 12. Dustin discovered that contestant No. 12 was none other than Sullivan, a Sword Union disciple.
Although Sullivan’s strength was not as good as Rivka’s, he was also considered to be above average among the contestants in Group B.
“Dr. Rhys, do you know that person?” Noemi glanced over and appeared a little curious.
“A friend.” Dustin nodded.
“How strong is that person?” Kassidy asked.
“Not bad among the contestants in Group B.” Dustin gave his evaluation.
“If that person is able to catch Dr. Rhys’s eye, he must be good. I’ll bet on No. 12!”
Noemi was very straightforward. She retrieved ten spirit stones and placed a bet on Sullivan.
“I’ll bet on him too!” Kassidy followed Noemi’s steps and bet ten spirit stones.
“Count me in.” Grace smiled slightly and followed suit.
Seeing this scene, Dustin’s eyelids jumped, and he immediately stated, “I only said that No. 12, Sullivan, is strong, but I didn’t say he will definitely win. You can’t blame me if he loses.”
Sullivan’s strength as a disciple of the Sword Sect was indeed excellent among his peers, but not outstanding.
It fell into the stage of not being as good as the best, but better than the worst.
Dustin had no confidence to guarantee that Sullivan could win.
