Chapter 289: The Tsarist Russia Conspiracy

As the voice fell, the entire arena was in an uproar.

Cang Yuanba's expression was extremely ugly; the reason was none other than that the personnel sent to fight by both sides were elites carefully cultivated by their own factions, and losing any one of them here would be a massive loss.

He could not fathom why Drake dared to propose such rules; was he indifferent to the lives of his own prodigies, or did he have absolute confidence in them?

Zhan Ye's expression was equally ugly; the students of the Jiangcai Camp were all treasures—they could be defeated, but they must not be allowed to die in battle.

"Haha, are you afraid? If you Great Xia people are so cowardly and timid, you might as well just admit defeat." Drake continued to mock them aloud.

"Hahaha, the Great Xia people are all cowards! Scram back home quickly!"

"Cowardly Great Xia people, you are not worthy of contending with our Tsarist Russia!"

The group of Tsarist Russia Warriors burst into loud laughter, mocking them boisterously.

On the Great Xia side, the Warriors' expressions were ugly! Extremely ugly!

Facing the constant mockery from the Tsarist Russia side, several students from the Jiangcai Camp finally could not sit still.

Chu Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "Let's do it with them. It's just risking our lives, don't think I'm afraid! Whoever is afraid is a damn coward!"

"That's right, do they really think we men of Great Xia have no backbone? My hands are just itching; I'll kill a few of those barbarians later to satisfy my craving!" Gao Hongfei was equally filled with righteous indignation.

These students of the Jiangcai Camp nodded one after another; besides having backbone, they had something more: confidence—confidence in their own strength!

Chen Fan also nodded; he possessed the Space Ability, and in terms of the ability to escape, not a single student present was stronger than him.

Seeing the five students of the Jiangcai Camp nodding one after another, Cang Yuanba gritted his teeth and said, "Drake, we accept your bet!"

"Hahaha, now this is interesting." Drake laughed loudly, as if his sinister plot had succeeded.

Cang Yuanba said with a cold face, "Where are your contestants? Why haven't they appeared yet?"

Drake smiled and looked at the Deputy General beside him: "Let our people come out."

The Deputy General received the order and walked toward the rear; not long after, he brought five people here.

These five people had different expressions, but one person was particularly eye-catching; this person's face was deathly pale, and his aura was flickering, like a candle burning in the wind, about to be completely extinguished by the wind the next moment.

When Cang Yuanba and Zhan Ye saw this person, their expressions changed drastically.

Cang Yuanba was furious; because of his anger, the hand he pointed at Drake was trembling slightly.

He almost roared, "To win the duel, you actually beat a Grandmaster-level Ability User down to a Sixth-Order Peak. You truly stop at nothing."

Once these words were spoken, everyone on the Great Xia side looked ugly, feeling both angry and incredibly dejected in their hearts.

"This person is a Grandmaster?"

"Tsarist Russia is actually letting a Grandmaster fight? How can we in Great Xia win! What are we to do?"

A former Grandmaster, even if their strength was beaten down to the Sixth-Order Peak, the power they could unleash would still be terrifying!

"This Tsarist Russia is too inhumane; to win the Star Glory Cold Iron Ore, they actually crippled a Grandmaster!"

"That's right, having one's strength beaten down is not that simple; this person is effectively having their Otherworldly Ability crippled. Their strength will slowly decline until they become an ordinary person with no Otherworldly Ability at all."

"A high and mighty Grandmaster reduced to being an ordinary person from now on—isn't that even more painful than killing him?"

"No wonder Tsarist Russia set the rules to allow killing; they crippled their own contestant and are also planning to cripple our Great Xia prodigies."

"Pah, these Tsarist Russia people are devoid of conscience! They really aren't human!"

The Great Xia Warriors pointed at the Tsarist Russia group and cursed loudly.

Drake, however, did not care at all; what he wanted was to win, and everything paid for that would be worth it!

He smiled cruelly: "If you have the means, you can also produce a Sixth-Order Peak like this."

Once these words were spoken, the faces of Cang Yuanba and Zhan Ye turned completely livid.

One reason was that they did not possess the inhumanity of Drake. The second reason was that beating down strength was actually crippling an Otherworldly Ability; to put it plainly, strength is a process of natural decline. It is not as if one can beat it down to whatever level one desires at will.

Tsarist Russia had calculated the time and made preparations in advance.

Facing this situation, the Great Xia Warriors had grievances they could not voice and could only grit their teeth in hatred!

Seeing this, Drake became even more smug: "Cang Yuanba, you Great Xia people aren't afraid, are you? If you are afraid, just withdraw your troops ten kilometers back and don't interfere with our mining of the Star Glory Cold Iron Ore."

"You!" Cang Yuanba's face turned livid with anger.

The Great Xia generals discussed among themselves, and immediately, some began to lose heart.

"General Cang, what should we do? Tsarist Russia is letting a Grandmaster fight; it is impossible for us to win."

"That's right, why don't we just call it off? Let's not lose the iron ore and also sacrifice our Jiangcai Camp prodigies."

Of course, there were also those who advocated continuing the duel; after all, one might lose the battle but not the spirit. If the Great Xia side admitted defeat before the fight, from then on, at this border, the Great Xia Warriors would likely find it hard to hold their heads up in front of the Tsarist Russia Warriors.

Cang Yuanba was also somewhat hesitant for a moment.

Just then, Chu Xiong stood directly at the very front of the crowd and shouted, "Afraid of what? I'd rather die standing than live on my knees. It's just a crippled Grandmaster, what the hell is there to be afraid of!!"

At this moment, everyone looked at this rugged young man, and a sense of awe rose in their hearts.

Knowing there are tigers on the mountain, yet choosing to walk toward the tiger mountain. This requires not just courage, but more importantly, a sense of responsibility in one's heart.

The other students of the Jiangcai Camp also stepped forward one after another; this was their way of showing their stance through action.

Zhan Ye looked at Chen Fan and the others and said solemnly, "In this duel, Tsarist Russia is determined to kill you. If you can't win, don't force it; prioritize saving your own lives!"

"Yes!" Chen Fan and the others shouted in unison, their momentum shaking the heavens.

Cang Yuanba looked at Chen Fan and the others and said with extreme solemnity, "All units, salute!"

In an instant, the tens of thousands of Great Xia Warriors present saluted in unison, neat and uniform!

On the other side, the group of Tsarist Russia generals looked on with disdain.

A short young man from the Tsarist Russia side walked out of the crowd, came to the Arena, and said arrogantly, "I am Weilaer. Who among you Great Xia people dares to fight!"

"I'll come!" Chu Xiong was the first to walk out; he sneered and strode onto the Arena.

"Go Chu Xiong!"

"Weilaer will surely win!"

The duel was on the verge of breaking out; with national interests at stake, the Warriors from both sides cheered and encouraged their own contestants.

In the Arena, the two stared at each other, killing intent erupting.

From the moment the two stepped onto the field, the match had already begun.

The ground beneath Chu Xiong suddenly underwent Sand Transformation, and a hand of sand grabbed his ankle.

Chu Xiong instantly underwent Beast Transformation, turning into a Scaled Demon Bear ten meters tall.

He exerted force with his legs, his entire body shot up from the ground, and the sand hand binding his ankle shattered with a boom.

The next moment, his body slammed toward Weilaer with the force of Mount Tai crushing down!