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"This isn't fair. You and the core members of Dragon Flame are all veteran players, while I'm the only one in Fierce Tiger who has reached level ten."

Furthermore, because the crystal core she had her heart set on was too expensive, she still didn't possess a First Sequence ability.

Although she was formidable in the real world, in a game world where she was inferior in both level and equipment, she had no idea how she was supposed to win.

"Ahem... Agreed."

Unlike his deliberate attempt to look cool just a moment ago, this time, Fox Selling Newspapers was clearly covering his face to hold back laughter.

"I've been wanting to fight you again for a long time." The meaning behind Father Can Rival a Nation's words was also very clear.

Phoenix finally understood why Sorrowful Sword Elegy had agreed so quickly just now; it turned out he had been waiting for this.

"It seems like it's three votes to one again."

Sorrowful Sword Elegy cast an apologetic look at Phoenix.

"Forget it, I'm withdrawing," Phoenix said, closing her eyes. "You guys choose first."

She would remember the humiliation of today!

"What do you say?" Sorrowful Sword Elegy asked, seeking Father Can Rival a Nation's opinion. "Should you and I settle this, or should we each select five people from our respective guilds to fight, with the side that wins more matches gaining priority?"

A five-person, one-on-one format was a common battle method in some of the league's team competitions for Transcendent players.

Logically speaking, this method should have been more advantageous for Father Can Rival a Nation's side.

After all, while Dragon Flame's strongest combat power might not be a match for Sword Intent Riding the Wind, their twelve martial artists were certainly not just for show.

If they added in some tactics, like the Tian Ji horse-racing strategy.

The probability of Dragon Flame winning would be extremely high.

"Guild Leader Phoenix has generously given us the initiative, so let's not waste her time," Father Can Rival a Nation laughed. "With the prestige the two of us hold, we should be able to represent our respective sides, right?"

"Absolutely!" You Die Tianshang quickly stated his position, afraid that Brother Fu would change his mind.

"We all listen to Brother Long." Golden Lion and the others had very similar personalities, as sullen as ever.

Phoenix sized up Father Can Rival a Nation unobtrusively, mentally labeling him as "arrogant" and "conceited."

Father Can Rival a Nation was unaware of Phoenix's thoughts, and even if he did know, he wouldn't care.

He certainly knew the gap between himself and Sorrowful Sword Elegy.

Perhaps there had been a chance to catch up before, but this time, a Gold Weapon had directly cleaved a chasm between them.

But so what?

His reason for choosing a one-on-one fight with Sorrowful Sword Elegy was, firstly, that he really wanted to save time.

Secondly, Sorrowful Sword Elegy had clearly had the opportunity just now to join the Fierce Tiger Chamber of Commerce in opposing the Chamber of Commerce choosing first; although that would have been a bit unsightly, the benefits would have been his.

At worst, they could just do without the help of this so-called topographic map.

Yet, knowing full well that the Chamber of Commerce and Dragon Flame had a close relationship, the other party had still readily stood with the Chamber of Commerce.

In that case, the conveniences they owed to Sword Intent Riding the Wind could not be lacking.

The last point, and also the most important one, was that he was a person who cared about face.

Although Sorrowful Sword Elegy had handed the choice over to him, he was too embarrassed to choose the one that was advantageous to himself.

Whether he won or lost, it wouldn't look good.

It was better to be generous; even if he lost, it would show some backbone.

Sorrowful Sword Elegy knew that Father Can Rival a Nation wouldn't choose the first option. In order to avoid appearing like he was bullying others, he promised, "For the sake of fairness, I will not use my Gold Weapon."

"Suit yourself."

He was already willing to admit that luck was a part of strength, so what did a weapon matter?

However, Father Can Rival a Nation still preferred that Sorrowful Sword Elegy didn't use that Gold Weapon; he wanted to know just how large the gap between himself and Sorrowful Sword Elegy really was right now.

Everyone had expected to see another hearty, exhilarating fight, but they hadn't expected that the two of them had no intention of letting anyone watch.

"Hey," Night Raid Widow Village leaned over to Golden Lion's side, "who do you think will win between our big boss and your Brother Long?"

Although Golden Lion admired Father Can Rival a Nation, he was not blind, so he said truthfully, "Our Brother Long has grown very quickly in terms of martial arts recently; in terms of martial arts alone, he could fight to a draw with Guild Leader Sorrowful Sword Elegy."

"But in terms of combat experience and combat IQ, Brother Long is indeed not as good as Guild Leader Sorrowful Sword Elegy."

The importance of these two points in battle is sometimes far greater than raw strength.

"The two are currently tied in level, but the difference can be seen just from their First Sequence abilities."

"Guild Leader Sorrowful Sword Elegy's First Sequence ability is powerful, highly adaptable, and is also a ranged attack skill."

"【Wind Split】 can not only change the form of the skill through the angle, speed, and number of sword strikes, but it can also be used in conjunction with sword wind, allowing it to unleash powerful force without needing subsequent sequence abilities to support it."

"While Brother Long's First Sequence ability is more powerful than 【Wind Split】, it is a melee single-target skill, a basic skill that requires subsequent sequence abilities to be combined with it, and it has almost no development value on its own."

Although Golden Lion didn't say the rest, everyone had already guessed it:

In this battle, Father Can Rival a Nation did not have the advantage.

Phoenix glanced at Golden Lion with some surprise and said softly, "I really didn't expect that even an outcast from Sacred Lion Mountain is so much stronger than your guild leader."

"Father Can Rival a Nation... truly arrogant and frivolous; he can only hang the only presentable thing he has on his head."

"Please retract what you just said," Golden Lion's voice was different from his usual sullen tone this time, rarely tinged with a bit of anger. "Brother Long is not someone you can easily judge based on a single meeting."

It didn't matter if he was called an "outcast," but saying Brother Long was no good in front of him was unacceptable!

Although Brother Long did indeed have some shortcomings in his personality, which had caused them to suffer quite a few losses in many battles.

But Brother Long also had advantages that many people found difficult to match.

Especially when the entire Sacred Lion Mountain had abandoned them like worn-out shoes; if it hadn't been for Brother Long providing financial assistance, it would be questionable whether they could have even become martial artists.

Furthermore, Brother Long was not a piece of trash. He had a great talent for martial arts. Although his combat IQ couldn't compare to some so-called geniuses, he could always display a kind of beast-like combat instinct during battle.

This talent compensated for that to a large extent; one had to know that sometimes, the body's instinctive reaction speed was far superior to the brain's processing speed.

Personality could be honed, and combat experience could be accumulated.

The few of them could all see Brother Long's progress, so they absolutely would not allow anyone to trample on Brother Long's dignity, especially in front of them!

"Did I say something wrong? A guy who wallows in self-pity and is self-righteous." Phoenix did not back down at all.

"If that's the case, then let's have a fight." Golden Lion clashed his fists together, his internal dark energy running wildly. The heat generated within his body was expelled with his breath, spraying out two streams of white mist. "Let me see exactly what kind of strength you have, since you look down on our guild leader so much."

Phoenix frowned slightly; she obviously couldn't fight Golden Lion in the game right now.

They had entered the game at different times, and the level gap was too large.

"Oh? Is your way of standing up for your guild leader just taking advantage of someone when they're down?"

Golden Lion took a step forward. "You first tell me what you call taking advantage of someone?"

Phoenix said mercilessly, "I only used less than nine hours to reach level ten relying solely on my Breathing Technique; the gap in talent between us is obvious."

"And you, relying on being a veteran player to attack me before I absorbed my first crystal core—is that not taking advantage of someone?"

"You!"

"How interesting," My Cat Can Do Backflips yawned. "Is having a low level a valid reason for being insolent?"

"How could that be?" Night Raid Widow Village picked his nose. "Just purely lacking in upbringing, right?"

At this moment, Silver Lion stepped forward and gave a subtle shake of his head toward Golden Lion, while simultaneously reminding him in the chat channel:

"Big Brother, she is one of Martial General's people from the League Army."

"So what!" Golden Lion roared this sentence. "We have received Brother Long's kindness; how can we just watch as someone insults Brother Long in front of us?"

A single sentence completely ignited the blood of several people.

"Damn it! Let's do it! Every time they log on, we'll beat them up! If they have the ability, let them take down Sacred Lion Mountain! Otherwise, don't even think about continuing to level up!"

Mad Lion rolled up his sleeves and said.

So what if they're the military?

Aren't the martial artists who come out of Sacred Lion Mountain all sent to work under Martial General?

Can people under Martial General just threaten them like that?

Everyone: "..."

That's not really necessary.

"What's going on here?"

Sorrowful Sword Elegy entered the room first, with a smile on his face.

Father Can Rival a Nation followed closely behind, his expression still relatively calm.

But those who knew him all knew that calm meant he had lost.

Before, Father Can Rival a Nation would probably have been furious.

"Brother Long, she..."

Father Can Rival a Nation raised his hand to stop Golden Lion. "Thank you, Golden Lion, but leave the matters between guild leaders to me, okay?"

"Phoenix, right? With your talent, as long as you can leave the city to kill monsters, reaching level twenty should be easy. How about we make a bet?"

"What do you want to bet?"

"When your level is on par with mine, the two of us will fight. If I win, you have to apologize to Golden Lion and the others, and admit that you are the trash, that you are the outcast."

Phoenix laughed; it was impossible for her to lose.

"Fine! If I win, you must kneel before me in public and admit that you are just a piece of trash who only knows how to use power to bully others."