"Puhahahaha! Get a load of this dude!" roared Donner in laughter, garnering a fair bit of attention and snapping Hal out of his trance."You, champion?! Delusional!"
Naturally, Hal did not appreciate the second seed's words.
"Heh, what can I say, I'm confident in my chances," he sneered in response, adding, "Unlike you."
Hal wouldn't lose anything except for a bit of aura and a gold coin if he lost the bet, anyway.
Why not trick the annoying, dumb bastard in front of him into making a bad one?
Who knows?
If he really pulled it off and became the champion, then not only would things become infinitely better for him, but he could also gain a bit of satisfaction from Donner's setback.
It depended on how well he could dupe the guy.
"Huh? The hell are you saying, small fry? Do you know who you're talking to?" the disciple of the former Thunder Magna retorted in a cold tone.
