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

of a sudden, Jagoan felt a cold gaze from the

an eyebrow and looked over, only to see Nalym looking at him with a venomous

the shadows, waiting to strike at him. No matter how venomous his gaze was, Jagoan was undaunted, not even fazed

at him in the same way, and he was immune to it all. He would not be affected by looks like that at all. The fact that he was willing to act like

its limit, and the caretaker quickly walked back to the

and the caretaker took away the other tokens. As expected,

at

caretaker arrived in front of Jagoan, he handed

bothered to look at Jagoan at all. After all, a third-grade world warrior

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