After choosing the difficulty, they would need to return the other tokens to the caretaker. The remaining token would be the difficulty that they choose.

To the spectators, this was getting boring.

There were so many warriors in attendance, and most of them had watched over 10 matches.

They had not seen anyone who challenged the bronze difficulty and above as nearly everyone chose the black-iron difficulty. After all, just the black iron difficulty alone stopped many people with its 30% death rate.

The other challengers would mostly be injured even if they succeeded. For most warriors, an increase in difficulty was suicidal. That was why Nalym’s complaints had been mocked so much.

Jagoan looked at the three tokens in his hand, having made his decision before he even signed up. The rewards this time suited him perfectly.

obtained two treasures. The treasures might have been alluring to most, but they

a sudden, Jagoan felt a cold gaze

an eyebrow and looked over, only to

like a snake recoiling in the shadows, waiting to strike at him. No matter how venomous his gaze was, Jagoan was undaunted, not even fazed by

be affected by looks like that at all. The fact that he was willing to act like he did meant he did not

and the caretaker quickly walked back to

the leftmost end, and the caretaker took away the other tokens. As expected, Crash

at

Jagoan, he handed his tokens

had not bothered to look at Jagoan at all. After all, a third-grade world warrior daring to challenge this clearly

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