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

use a sacred

he would have died. And naturally, Ricky did

expected Ricky to carry

wasn't as strong as the black blood spear, but it was enough to protect

forfeit the battle

that power, their opponent's soul would be completely destroyed

make a deal. We don't want to die, so let's give up

to die, but what makes you think I would believe you? And why would you trust me?"

willing to die with me?" Chad asked coldly upon hearing the decisive tone Ricky

continent than the devils themselves. I may not be a hero, and I may not even be the strongest man here, but I do know something about

I give up

you must

and began destroying

you crazy?"

that Ricky would deliberately give up

time for fear or hesitation. With the last ounce of strength he

Puff!

them spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously. Then, with a dull thud,

his confidence and power had amounted

Ricky was dead, too.

The audience were shocked.

but heartbroken. They had no

thought it to be extremely evil. Chad died

they knew the dire consequences of such an evil mutant once it grew extremely

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

Chad was dead and considered Ricky's death

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

Ricky would choose to die with

to be a hero, you should have waited until you

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

laughed happily, albeit