The news of the god-tier challenge 'Memories of the Battlefield' immediately spread across the bar, and people flocked in, soon packing the area on the second floor of the Internet Express café with dozens of people.

Ordinary battles wouldn't attract such a crowd, but opponents are different from one another, and the fact that a god-tier player issued a challenge to 'Memories of the Battlefield' implied that the upcoming fight would be unmissable.

The fatty half-opened his eyelids and glanced at the challenge request, showing no interest in continuing the fight, "You think you're strong or something?"

Revenge Shadow Rider felt somewhat irritated by the fatty's scrutinizing tone and replied, "You could give it a try."

Onlookers were stunned – that was Dragon Gate No. 5's well-known second-tier expert proactively challenging you, pal, your luck is off the charts. Many would seek such a duel level in vain, yet 'Memories of the Battlefield' responded with such an attitude.

The fatty grew impatient and spoke through subtitles, "Not interested in you."

There's arrogance and then there's this. Have I no dignity? Moreover, a local god-tier player, this fatty definitely needed to be taught a lesson. Even though the second-tier god-tier player still maintained an indifferent tone, a faint trace of anger surfaced on his cold face, quickly responding, "Really, we can gamble something then."

"Fine."

The fatty briefly responded. He wanted to find real masters through virtual gaming, not wasting time here, but as soon as the opponent proposed a stake, he immediately agreed and decisively wagered 4,000 Gold Coins.

4,000 Gold Coins could buy a decent Light Screen phone; the second-tier god-tier player was surprised... only 4,000? Just 4,000... It is said that the bonuses awarded by sponsors for competitions usually ran in tens of thousands. This brother's tone was big, but the stakes he put forth were small indeed.

"This dude doesn't seem to be betting big. Only 4,000 Gold Coins? Probably not a tough cookie."

"Haha, I think he's just bluffing."

Seeing the bet of 4,000 Gold Coins, surrounding spectators unleashed undisguised mockery. 4,000 Gold Coins weren't much, but they could probably get a mid-tier Mecha in the game, likely the most common basic model.

Of course, 4,000 isn't a small amount, but for a second-tier god-tier player of his clout, the figure really was a bit low.

And at the moment the god-tier player logged on, within less than half a minute, millions had joined the video stream. It's true that this god-tier player rarely went online, his appearance at the duel bar wasn't for daily showing off, but rather he spent more time live streaming, coaching some of his fans, or embarking on guild conquests for guild tasks.

As one of the top hundred guilds within the game, Sinful Hall gathered elites from all over the game world. Although this god-tier player was extraordinarily strong, within the Sinful Hall guild, his strength was merely mid-tier, not even a senior member.

The reason Sinful Hall's overall strength ranked in the top hundred in the game was not due to numbers, but precision and continuous improvement. Every member had the battle prowess to take on ten opponents, not to mention the guild leader who hailed from Rekart's royal family, distributing considerable benefits to the inner members. Countless people wanted to squeeze into this guild but couldn't, due to the exceptionally strict admission criteria; at the minimum, you had to hold a Red Cloak rating, or there was no chance at all.

Indeed, Sinful Hall itself symbolized a kind of reputation, not exactly a positive one. As for PKs and territory disputes, that was all too common, but undoubtedly, no guild was keen on offending this congregation of elites.

Legend has it, Sinful Hall's official website boasted over a hundred million followers. Some folks just purely admired Sinful Hall's unrestrained style, with no concern for good or evil, it was all about if you don't agree, just fight it out.

And the numerous god-tier players within the guild were the fundamental reason why the fans congregated. There were rumors online about the guild's lack of principles, and how they would arbitrarily plunder other's domains. In particular, small-scale guilds found it tough to survive near Sinful Hall, but that was the game's harsh reality.

Clearly, any battle involving a god-tier player from Sinful Hall invariably drew the attention of legions of onlookers. During their battles, some supported while others trolled, but whether it was fans or haters, none could change the fact that Sinful Hall's strength overpowered any mainstream guild.

Perhaps Sinful Hall wasn't the strongest, but it certainly was the existence no guild wished to offend. That's because its few hundred members could mount a lightning raid capable of quickly destroying the pivotal structures of any guild, unstoppable by anyone.

No one in the world could stand against Sinful Hall, except one person – Shadow Rider. With a single-handed effort, Shadow Rider had precedent in dismantling a super guild, firmly unprecedented and unrivaled.

However, Shadow Rider was originally an exceptionally dominant solo force, incomparable through normal logic, and certainly not to be compared with them. If compared to Shadow Rider, it was believed that with just one word from him, netizens could dismantle Sinful Hall in less than a minute with the fart of each individual.

Moreover, Shadow Rider was purely a warrior, fighting for the sake of fighting, and wouldn't bother to vandalize a guild pointlessly.

But, the tone of the fatty made the second-tier expert feel belittled. Thus, not to mention 4,000 Gold Coins, which didn't match up to his weekly salary, he would go all in for a bout even for 40,000 Gold Coins.

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