The betting window appeared in front of the two players.
"Wage that sword of yours and I will wage mine."
Leon said.
As soon as he entered the Ranked match, he noticed the beautiful-looking sword on Fang Raon's waist.
He could tell it was very valuable.
"This?"
Fang Raon looked at the Blackest Blade, and he thought about it for a few seconds, but then he shook his head.
"No, I am good. I just got this. I'd rather not want to lose it right away."
He said with a smile.
"Hmph."
Leon just scoffed.
To him, it sounded like Fang Raon didn't believe in his chances of victory even in the slightest, which was why he didn't want to bet much.
It wasn't the first time that such a thing had happened to him.
Every opponent that he had fought so far in the Ranked wanted to wage only a small amount of money.
They believed that they would lose either way, so they didn't want to make some crazy high bet.
"What about this?"
