Greyjin, though, looked like his plan had worked. He'd been trying to provoke Max, and now Max had willingly added a personal wager on top of it. In his eyes, this was no different from someone handing him Bronze Marks before he even beat them.
"If you really want to give me three hundred Bronze Marks, how could I refuse?" Greyjin said with a cold smile. "I accept your bet."
The Battle Space registration platform reacted immediately. A bronze light dropped from above and connected to the marks on Max and Greyjin's wrists. The wager got recognized instantly, and a new line appeared beneath the third battle notice.
[Third Battle: Max Voidwalker of the Primordial Universe against Greyjin of the Dragon Race.]
[Personal Wager: Three hundred Bronze Marks.]
The moment those words appeared in the projection, the plaza erupted again.
"A Law Manifestation Realm cultivator's betting three hundred Bronze Marks against a Divine Lord Realm dragon?"
"He's either insane or hiding something."
