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 the Five-element

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

Ricky to carry

the black blood spear, but it was enough

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

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

want to die, so let's give up control of each other's soul simultaneously,"

I would

die with me?" Chad asked coldly upon

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 my life so yours can

if you want to take my life, you

and began destroying Chad's

you crazy?"

believe that Ricky would

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

Puff!

and the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood

died. All his confidence and power had amounted to

Ricky was dead, too.

The audience were shocked.

and the saints including Lloyd felt nothing but

don't know why they thought it to be extremely

dire consequences of such an

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

was dead and considered Ricky's death to be a worthy

this? A Dark Land Blood Mutant is not worth dying for!" the Dragon Intent

never could have imagined that Ricky would choose to die

want to be a hero, you

clearly furious and in pain. However, all of a

happily,