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Lillian's face flushed, enraged.
''Darren, ignore them,'' Lillian bit her lip and said to Darryl gently.
All her team members had gone to the Wild Deserted Secret Region to hunt down the beasts,
leaving only herself to participate in the tournament. She was the target of ridicule, but she did not
want to entertain the people around her that talked nonsense.
Lillian was a little angry when Darren was being misunderstood.
Darryl shook his head and smiled, indicating that he was not bothered at all.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a unique temperament slowly walked toward the center of the
battle stage. ''Everyone, be quiet!''
He was not loud, but his voice echoed throughout the valley. His inner energy must be powerful!
All eyes were on him.
Lillian noticed Darryl looked puzzled and she explained softly, ''Darren, this is Harris Yammer from the Thunder
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMercenary Team. The Thunder Mercenary Team is the largest mercenary group
in The Nine Continents and they
have great influence.'' Darryl
nodded silently, his eyes fixed on
Harris.
"He's a Level Five Martial Emperor. He's quite powerful,' he thought.
Harris looked around and said, ''Everyone! You know the purpose of this tournament. Yellow Sky Trading has
monopolized the trade of all inner cores and treasures in every black market and trading market. The inner
cores and treasures that we risk our lives and work hard to collect must be sold through Yellow Sky Trading.
''However, Yellow Sky Trading has been asking for more and more commissions these days. It has seriously
infringed our interests. So, in this tournament, we must nominate a leader and stay united in order to fight against
this unfair treatment. Moreover, this is not just to deal with Yellow Sky Trading. Once we form an alliance, we can
come up with better solutions to other problems in the future.
'So, that waswhat happened.' Darryl nodded secretly when he heard Harris explaining the situation.
There were loud
cheers around the
battle stage. ''Yes,
after we form an
alliance, no one will
bully us.''
''Haha! After our alliance is established, I'm afraid that those famous sects would have to treat us with respect.''
''Let's get started. I can't wait.''
Harris smiled and looked at the audience. ''Well, it seems that many people can't wait to begin. The tournament
will begin soon. Before we start, let me explain the rules first. To be fair, each mercenary team can send only two
people to participate in the tournament and the participants must not exceed 40 years old.''
Then, he raised his hand. ''Well, the tournament has started! Whoever wants to be the first to take on the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmchallenge, please come up.''
''I'll go first!'' a voice shouted, then a figure appeared on the stage. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes
and a formidable aura.
The man saluted with his hands held together. ''I'm Laird Jenmic from the Red Leaf Mercenary Team.
Which one of you will come up for a match?''
After a short silence, a thin man smiled faintly and stepped onto the stage. He smiled at Laird. ''I'm
Gareth Jenkins from the Feather Mercenary Team.''
All eyes gathered on the two of them; everyone was extremely excited.
Darryl waited and watched quietly. The two challengers on the stage were about Level One Martial
Emperors. Their strengths were equal and there was no way to know how the match would end.
Buzz!
The two people on the stage had started fighting. Their figures passed across each other during the
fight and there were excited shouts from below.
''I-'' Lillian bit her lip and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Jamie, who was next to her.
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