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.

be honest, if the man hadn't used that, Ricky himself wouldn't have used the

going to use a sacred weapon

trump card, he would have died. And naturally, Ricky did not want

expected Ricky to carry a sacred weapon

strong as the black blood spear, but it was enough

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

power, their opponent's soul

die, so let's give up control of each other's soul simultaneously," Chad finally

don't want to die, but what makes you think I would

with me?" Chad asked coldly upon hearing

I may not be a hero, and I may not even be the strongest man here, but I do

give up

my life, you must be prepared to give up your

powers and

you crazy?" Chad

that Ricky would deliberately give

or hesitation. With the last ounce of

Puff!

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

his confidence and power had amounted to

Ricky was dead, too.

The audience were shocked.

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

why they thought it to be extremely evil. Chad died just like that," a few of the saints remarked faintly. They

of such an evil mutant once

also felt sorry for Ricky. "It's a pity that

was dead and considered Ricky's death to be a

this? A Dark Land Blood Mutant is not worth dying for!" the Dragon Intent Grass roared painfully to Ricky's last present

that Ricky would choose

to be a hero, you should

was clearly furious and in pain. However, all of a sudden,

laughed happily,