The legendary warrior

"They didn't die together, did they? It looks like they still draw breath," some warriors remarked as they squinted their eyes. They had better eyesight than most and could see through the dust and distance.

"I don't think so. But even if they survived, they are both badly hurt!"

"Yes, Ricky and Chad have locked onto each other's soul. One single moment of weakness from either of them and the battle will be decided," another one said. "It's such a pity that Ricky is going to die."

The warriors in the audience, especially people like Mordechai were heavily worried.

Lloyd and the others were in the same mood as the members of the Zang Clan.

'This guy has completely refined the Five-element Flag. I hope it can protect him!' All they could do at the moment was pray in their hearts and hope they were heard.

The saints seemed excited, though.

They knew that Chad was going to die soon.

The man posed a great threat to them and they didn't care whether Ricky survived or not. As far as they were concerned, Ricky's life for Chad's death was a reasonable bargain.

Perhaps they did feel a slight pity for the former.

But what saddened them more was the fact that if the two opponents died, no one would bring Paul's inheritance out of that Combat Space and ultimately none of them could get their hands on it.

"If Ricky and Chad both die in this battle, Paul should choose Mike. And I think it will. I don't think he would want to wait for another two hundred years." A few saints began discussing telepathically.

"Maybe that's what will happen. Let's wait and see."

"I didn't expect you to carry a real sacred weapon.

If it weren't for that darned thing protecting your heart and meridian, you would be a corpse by now," Chad roared unwillingly.

The sacred weapon Chad was talking about was nothing but the Five-element Flag.

"Humph!" Ricky snorted coldly. "What's so different about you? If you weren't protecting yourself with a sacred weapon as well, would you even dare fight me?"

With the Golden Spirit Eyes, Ricky could see Chad's black blood spear, which was a sacred weapon too.

used that, Ricky himself wouldn't have used

only realized that Chad was going to use a sacred weapon to protect himself at the very last

hadn't used his own trump card, he would have died. And naturally, Ricky did not want

carry

the black blood spear, but it was enough to protect Ricky's heart

were now locked in a stalemate and could either die together or forfeit the battle together. This was because both

that power, their opponent's soul would be completely

deal. We don't want to die, so let's give up control of each other's soul simultaneously," Chad finally proposed

you think I

with me?" Chad asked coldly upon hearing

is even more threatening to this continent than the devils themselves. I may not be a hero, and I may

it if I give

want to take my life, you must be

his powers and began destroying Chad's

crazy?"

Ricky would deliberately give up his

the last ounce of strength he had, he chose to

Puff!

a soft explosion and the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously.

died. All his confidence and power had amounted

Ricky was dead, too.

The audience were shocked.

and the saints including Lloyd felt nothing but heartbroken. They had no idea what

I don't know why they thought it to be extremely evil. Chad died just like

saints, they knew the dire consequences of such

also felt sorry for Ricky. "It's

were relieved that Chad was dead and considered Ricky's death to be a worthy

is not worth dying for!" the Dragon

that Ricky

hero, you should

was clearly furious and in pain. However,

happily, albeit