The next day, the competition that countless people had been anticipating was finally about to begin. This was because today would be the day that the strongest person in the Mercenary Tournament would be born. The Mercenary Tournament that was held once every fifty years would finally come to an end today. At the same time, information regarding Jianchen and Zaar had become the focus of countless people's discussions. There were even a few Heaven Saint Masters who used their exceptional eyesight to analyze Jianchen and Zaar's strength. In the end, their analysis was actually pretty close to the mark.
Zaar was between forty-five and fifty years old. He was a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master and possessed Saint Force of the Light Attribute. He was known as the Undying Person. No matter how severe his injuries were, he could quickly heal himself using Saint Force of the Light Attribute. He possessed a unique advantage and had an extremely complicated relationship with the two people he had killed before who also possessed Saint Force of the Light Attribute. He seemed like a friend yet also an enemy. The battle skill he currently possessed was unknown, but he possessed a mysterious armor with extremely powerful defense. However, according to the speculations of some people, Zaar possessed at least one Heaven Tier Battle Skill.
Jianchen was between twenty and twenty-five years old. He was an Earth Saint Master from the First Cycle to the Second Cycle. The attribute of his Saint Force was unknown, but his attacks were extremely sharp. The speed at which he struck with his sword was unbelievably fast, to the point where even a Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Master would find it difficult to dodge. Moreover, he was able to fight for a long period of time. His arm did not seem to feel sore or numb at all. He had grasped the highest level of movement technique, so his speed was extremely fast. Currently, the battle skill he possessed was unknown, but he had a mysterious trump card that could destroy the Saint Weapons of Sixth Cycle Earth Saint Masters. When he used it, the Saint Weapon would emit a purple and green light. His overall battle prowess was still very powerful. According to the speculations of some people, Jianchen definitely possessed a Heaven Tier Battle Skill.
When the strength of the two was announced by some people, it immediately attracted everyone's attention. At the same time, the bets for the two were reopened. This time, perhaps because it was the final battle, everyone's interest in gambling was unprecedentedly high. Some rich and powerful people bet hundreds of thousands or even millions of Purple Gold on the two of them. In the end, it led to the total amount of bets being more than a hundred million Purple Gold. Because the strength of the two of them was not easy to evaluate, some people favored Jianchen, while others favored Zar. In the end, the ratio of bets was directly tied. Half of the people bet on Jianchen's victory, while the other half bet on Zhar's Saint Power.
"Hahaha, it's so lively. I'll also bet 100,000 purple coins that Brother Jianchen will obtain the final victory." Tianmu Ling extended her hand and threw over a spatial belt filled with 100,000 purple coins.
"I'll also bet on Brother Jianchen's victory. 500,000 purple coins." Qin Ji also joined in and threw over a spatial belt filled with 500,000 purple coins.
"I'll bet on Jianchen's victory. 1,000 purple coins. That's all I have." Doctor An took out a large amount of purple coins and threw them onto the gambling table.
"30,000 purple coins. I'll bet on Jianchen's victory. I'll bet everything I have on Jianchen." Qin Xiao also squeezed in from behind and joined in on the bet.
"100,000 purple coins. I'll bet on Jianchen's victory." Dugu Feng also did not want to fall behind. He also squeezed in from outside with an expressionless face.
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In the arena, Jianchen and Zhar were already standing there. Jianchen was still as calm and carefree as before. His body was straight as a ramrod as he stood there with a sword in his right hand. The tip of the sword was slanted to the ground as he stared at Zhar across from him with a sharp gaze.
Zhar was a burly man. He was at least two meters tall. His sharp gaze was also staring at Jianchen across from him. At this moment, he was already fully armed. He wore a set of silver-white armor that shone brightly. One could see streaks of light energy flowing on the surface of the armor with the naked eye. It caused the entire Kai Clan to emit a faint layer of white light, giving off a holy aura. The Kai Clan covered Zhar's entire body. From head to toe, only his eyes were exposed. Wearing the Kai Clan, Zhar looked even taller. Paired with the Holy Radiant Sword in his hand, he looked like a mighty and inviolable god of war.
The two of them had already stood in the arena for the time it took for a stick of incense to burn, but the referee still had not announced the start of the battle.
Suddenly, the silver-white armored Zhar spoke. "Jianchen, although you've used a special method to hide your presence, I can still sense that your Saint Force is far inferior to mine. However, with your current age, I believe that you'll definitely be able to stand at the apex of the Tian Yuan Continent in the future. Whether we win or lose this battle, I hope that we can become friends and not enemies." Zhar's voice was extremely calm.
Hearing Zhar's words, a sliver of surprise flashed through Jianchen's eyes. He stared at Zhar in surprise and asked in confusion, "We've killed your companions, Gaddafi and Karaja. Aren't you going to avenge them?"
Hidden within the helmet, Zhar's expression was completely hidden. His voice remained calm as he said, "I admit that Gaddafi, Karaja, and I come from the same place. However, the three of us belong to different organizations. Not only are we not friends, but we're also competitors. Our relationship is extremely delicate. If the situation isn't good, we might even become enemies. I should thank you for killing the two of them because you and Ming Dong have perhaps eliminated two future enemies for me."
Zhar let out a long sigh. "The three of us have been in a stalemate for far too long. Perhaps it's time for it to be broken." With that, Zhar asked again, "Jianchen, whether we win or lose after this battle, I hope that we can become friends."
Hearing this, Jianchen's eyes flickered. He knew that there were many things involved in this matter. If things went wrong, he might even be dragged into this storm for no reason. After thinking for a while, Jianchen said calmly, "I can only say that we might not become enemies. As for becoming friends, this isn't something that can be achieved with just two words."
Zhar nodded slightly. "That's right. If two strangers can become friends with just two words, then this friendship is too worthless. Jianchen, I know that you're determined to win first place. I wonder if you're confident in beating me."
Jianchen's eyes flickered. He didn't know what Zhar wanted to do, but he still said, "Five levels!"
Zhar chuckled. "Looks like you're quite confident in your own strength." Saying this, Zhar put away the huge sword in his hand. He then took out a two-handed silver sword that was also two meters long from his Space Ring. He smiled. "Jianchen, if I were to use this Saint Weapon, how confident are you in beating me?"
Jianchen's gaze subconsciously fell on the huge sword in Zhar's hand. Immediately after, a golden light flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "If I'm not wrong, this sword of yours should be a Ruler Weapon, right?"
Zhar didn't deny it. He chuckled and said, "That's right, it is indeed a Ruler Weapon. Jianchen, if I were to use a Ruler Weapon, how confident are you in beating me?"
Jianchen fell silent. He didn't answer. No one knew what he was thinking.
Zhar continued, "Jianchen, I'm sure you know that it wasn't easy for the two of us to get to where we are today. The harsh conditions for participating in the Mercenary Festival have eliminated most of the geniuses who were born too early. Therefore, whether it's you or me, neither of us can easily give up on first place. We'll both do our best to fight for first place because it's too close to the two of us. As long as we defeat our opponents, we'll be able to successfully obtain first place. Therefore, I'll definitely fight for first place with all my strength." Zhar paused. He then stared at Jianchen and said, "If you agree to one of my conditions, I, Zhar, can give up on this competition and give you first place."
Hearing this, Jianchen's expression didn't change, but his mind became unprecedentedly active. His mind quickly connected with what Zhar had said before and quickly came to a conclusion. This was very likely to involve a battle between several large forces. Zhar's condition was indeed very tempting, but what was certain was that under such tempting conditions, there would definitely be a great price to pay. Zhar might have taken a fancy to Jianchen's potential and his relationship with Ming Dong, or he might want to tie the forces behind him and Ming Dong to him. But no matter which possibility it was, Jianchen definitely wouldn't agree.
"Sorry, I think that we should compete based on our own strength in this battle." Jianchen's expression was quite calm, and his tone was still indifferent.
"Jianchen, don't you want to hear what my condition is?" Zhar asked.
"No need," Jianchen indifferently said.
"Jianchen, this is your only chance to obtain first place. I'm not afraid to tell you that I have grasped an Intermediate Heaven Tier Battle Skill, and I have a King Armament. Do you think you can still defeat me?" Zhar said.
A meaningful smile appeared on Jianchen's face as he said, "Zhar, if you can't hit me, then what difference does it make even if you have a King Armament? As for a Heaven Tier Battle Skill, haha, Heaven Tier Battle Skills are indeed very powerful, but they need time to charge up. If you dare to use a Heaven Tier Battle Skill, I'm sure that my sword will be pointed at your neck before you can even use it."
If Zhar's head wasn't covered by his helmet, his expression would definitely have been very interesting. He was in a daze as he looked at the calm Jianchen, who was still talking and laughing in front of him. It was the first time he felt that he was so useless, that he was actually completely taken advantage of by a junior.
After a short silence, Zhar let out a long sigh and looked at Jianchen with a complicated gaze as he muttered, "If my son was as outstanding as you, how great would that be? Even if I had to give up a hundred years of my life, I would still be willing."
Jianchen: "…"
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