Three Minutes
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Elder Yan made a fighting appointment for Su Ping to take place soon after.
Every challenge appointment would cost a billion astral coins, half of which would be transferred to the Star Lord being challenged.
Although it was a huge number, it wasn't that much for a Star Lord, given that characters of such stature, masters of solar systems, were able to rake in trillions from a prosperous planet every year.
Elder Yan led Su Ping to a hall in the middle of the city.
The place was filled with people who were devoted to the simulation equipment. Su Ping and Elder Yan simply went to a VIP private room with a large equipment set up.
"Put on the helmet. Your opponent has been arranged; he's Clowe, the hundredth on the Divine Lord Rank!" Elder Yan said.
Su Ping nodded. "Many thanks."