The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

"You do make sense, but I think you're being a bit rash. Chris' skills and talents might sit at the peak, but there are those among the seven who can compete with him."

After saying that, the person pointed at a handsome man clad in a white robe.

"Edward from the Nimbus Alliance. All of you should know him right? He's the brother of the top chosen disciple from the Nimbus Alliance! I heard that he's not that far away from his brother of terms of skills. It's just that his brother is a few years older and has been training for longer.

"If he has enough time, Edward will be able to catch up. I heard from others that Edward should be among the top five in the Nimbus Alliance. Even if Chris is in the top three, those are two different clans.

"They're from different worlds as well. The Purple Cloud Pavilion is an eighth-grade clan from White Marsh Continent, while the Nimbus Alliance is an eighth-grade clan from Chaos Continent. Chaos Continent is a bit stronger than White Marsh Continent!

"Even if the two clans have never competed with each other, I still feel like the Nimbus Alliance is stronger! Being top five might just be better than the top three!

"I feel like Edward might be stronger than Chris despite being in the top five of the Nimbus Alliance compared to the top three of the Purple Cloud Pavilion!"Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The person who said that was abnormally calm as if it was assuredly the truth. After the others heard that, they nodded slightly, feeling like the person made sense.

However, no one dared to say that it was definitely true.

After all, they were from different worlds and clans. There was no way to make an accurate comparison! Furthermore, it would not be a battle between the two of them after they were sent to isolated space. It would be a ten-person battle royale.

There was no telling what could happen! They might even make temporary alliances. Nothing was certain.

The only way to be sure was to wait for the results. At that moment, they were constantly discussing things in order to have a better understanding of who tobet on. Everyone had their own choices in mind.

Everyone of them was only allowed to bet on one person!

"I feel like David from the Frenzied Blade Clan is quite strong too. He's just not as famous as the other two. I feel like he can win. Otherwise, why would he take this risk as a chosen disciple of the Frenzied Blade Clan?"

Anyone who participated in the slaughter of gambits were either adrenaline junkies, those who gambled with their lives, or warriors immensely confident in themselves. A lot of them were chosen disciples from major clans.

They were confident in their skills, feeling like their skills would lead them to victory. They felt that they would be able to triumph over the other nine, becoming the sole survivor and earning a bronze medal!

The final winner would not just get a bronze medal, but also entry into the inner city. They would not need to try and accumulate points to enter like the other warriors.

They would need to fight on the surface and go through the two underground levels. Furthermore, there were other rewards outside of the entry token and bronze medal.

They would be able to pick one out of ten treasures. All those benefits were far too attractive. Most of the participants put their lives on the line precisely for that.