The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



At that moment, a caretaker walked up with an all black scroll in hand.

After someone saw the scroll in his hand, the person immediately shouted out in surprise, "Look! The scroll in the caretaker's hand is pure black. The scrolls before had all been white, so why is this one black?"

"What are you saying?! The scroll is black! My god... it looks like it's true!"

The moment they realized that the scroll in the caretaker's hand was black, questions started to erupt everywhere. The warriors that understood what it meant all widened their mouths in surprise, unable to suppress their excited expressions.

Quite a few of them started to get excited. Everyone looked at the caretaker on the stage before looking at where the disciples of the Deer Pavilion were gathered.

They seemed to have a lot to say, but they knew that the caretaker was about to say something in line with what they were thinking. So, they held back their excited emotions as they decided to wait for it.

After the caretaker arrived at the center of the stage, he unfurled the black scroll. The moment the scroll was opened, a wave of pressure shot out with the scroll in the middle. It flowed everywhere, causing every warrior to suddenly find it a little harder to

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The skull-masked caretaker announced emotionlessly, "Everyone who wants to place their bets, you have an hour to make your decision! After an hour, the black iron bet will commence!"

The moment he said that, everyone was surprised. It was just like they had thought, the black scroll meant that this match would not be an ordinary match, but a black iron bet!

A lot of the warriors who had not been in Hundred Beast City for that long had never seen a black iron bet before. Even those that had seen before still got so excited that their faces reddened. Some of them were even dancing around.

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A black iron bet represented fervor, courage, and bloodlust. It was a huge gamble that would not let the participant off the stage before participant won. The limits were set at a million spirit crystals. Even the lower bet was set at fifty thousand!

If they won, they would strike it rich. If they lost, they would lose everything!

No matter who started the bet, all of them had a fiftyfifty chance of winning and striking it rich. How could anyone not be excited?

A lot of them started to breathe frantically. All of them wanted to say something but could not compose the right words.

Rudy could not help but widen his mouth as he looked at Fane in confusion, "Looks like we were wrong! That guy really does have some courage. He actually started the black iron bet!

"It's probably better this way. People who are acting on an impulse usually don't end up well. I feel like he's probably not that prepared. There's a good chance he'll fail."

Fane looked at Rudy, smiling but saying nothing. At that moment, everyone kept on looking between the caretaker on the stage and Arne.

The caretaker showed no emotions,

so there was naturally no way to tell anything. They were actually able to see some emotions on Arne, but it felt incredibly strange. That was because Arne's face was in shock, and slowly turned into anger and awkwardness.