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.

that, Ricky himself wouldn't

that Chad was going to use a sacred weapon to protect himself

hadn't used his own trump card, he would have died.

hadn't expected Ricky to carry a sacred weapon of his

as strong as the black blood spear, but it was enough to protect

together or forfeit the

they exerted that power, their opponent's soul would be

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

think I would believe you? And why would you

me?" Chad asked coldly

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

think it's worth it if I give up my life so yours can

want to take my life, you must be prepared to give up

powers and began destroying Chad's

you crazy?"

couldn't believe that Ricky would deliberately give up his

was no time for fear or hesitation. With the last ounce of

Puff!

and the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously. Then, with a

All his confidence and power had amounted to

Ricky was dead, too.

The audience were shocked.

felt nothing but

Land Blood Mutant was just meh... I don't know why they thought it to be extremely evil. Chad died just like that," a few of the saints

the dire consequences of such an evil

Ricky. "It's a pity that Ricky was

was dead and considered Ricky's

Land Blood Mutant is not worth dying for!"

could have imagined that Ricky

you want to be a hero, you should

and in pain. However, all of a

laughed happily,