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eadx ();? Moran sighed. "The group competition has a total of eight people. Each group has eight people. The first person to pass will directly enter the semi-finals, Ron …" I'm a little worried! "

Ron quietly looked at the list in his hand. Apart from him, the other seven people were all magical beasts. Being placed in the same group made him look very out of place.

"They are all magical beasts!" Moran sighed, disappointment written all over his face. To be honest, she'd been unconvinced about Ron's ranking since she'd gotten the list.

She glanced at Ron, a trace of impatience in her eyes. One must know that the group competition was the best way to enter the semi-finals. The cruelty of the competition and the power of the magical beasts could be imagined.

Moran couldn't help but say, "Ron. Otherwise … Or. Just give up! " Her voice was small, like a mosquito's buzz, and she didn't know why she'd suddenly said such a thing. Didn't Ron participate in the Young Powerful Battle all because of her?

Ron quietly looked at the list in his hand. Omega's name was surprisingly on the list, and this was his next opponent.

Ron took a deep breath to calm his nervousness, then looked at Moran with a determined look in his eyes. "No …"

Moran looked up in surprise.

"Even if I fail, I will persevere to the end! This is my promise to someone I love the most … " Ron looked up at the sky, and in a daze, the figure of an old man appeared in front of him, smiling in relief.

… ….

The noisy round arena was already packed with spectators. Because it was a group competition, it was even more intense than the preliminaries, so there were more people watching than before. The round arena was almost crammed to the point of exploding.

Today, there were only four groups competing. The legendary Death Group was entirely composed of magical beasts, with only one human, Ron.

"Hey, have you heard? A human was actually assigned to the fourth group, hehe, the legendary death group! " A spectator in the stands said. He was an orc, and although he didn't participate, he was as excited as a contestant.

"Human? He could actually enter the group competition? Then his luck is quite good! " The one who spoke was the other orc, the most eye-catching one was the bearded man. He smiled and said, "However, there's no luck in the following competitions. Other than him, the other four groups are all magical beasts."

"Hehe, a weak human actually fell head first into the group of death demons. If I were him, I'm afraid I would have given up!" The orc laughed.

"Indeed, he has no chance at all!" The big bearded Beastman said with a smile.

None of the spectators were optimistic about Ron's chances. In the eyes of the orcs, humans were synonymous with bad and weak. It was all luck that they had managed to break into the group competition.

"Let's hold the second round of the group competition, please get on stage, contestant Omega and contestant Ron!"

The voice of the magic loudspeaker echoed in the large arena. For a moment, the entire arena was in an uproar.

"What? That human's opponent is Omicade?" One of the beastmen in the stands exclaimed, "If I recall correctly, Omega is the Behemoth from the magical beast race. Just two days ago, she tore a powerful magical beast to shreds in this arena!"

"The Beamon race is the king of the demonic beasts. Their innate talent is at its peak, so let alone us Beastmen, even the most ordinary demonic beasts wouldn't challenge them! Except the dragons. " The bearded Beastman muttered to himself, "That human is dead for sure, no chance, not even a minute!"

"A chance? After knowing that your opponent is Behemoths, I'm afraid you'll forfeit the moment you enter the stage! " Another beastman on the side mocked.

One was the Beamon race with the highest innate talent, the other was a lowly human. Almost everyone in the audience didn't think too highly of Ron.

… ….

In the luxurious contestant lounge, Omicade and Tommy were currently in a relationship. This was a special occasion. They were stunned when they heard the name given by the magical loudspeaker.

"What?" It was actually Ron? He also came to participate in the Young Championship? " Tommy looked incredulous.

"I should have thought of it the moment he appeared in Four-Corner Castle!" Omicade took a deep breath. "I didn't expect to meet him!"

Tommy looked at her and wanted to say that she had killed Ron to avenge his father, but he couldn't bring himself to say it. His opponent was Ron, and if he wanted to kill him, he would have done it in the Four Corners Castle the night before.

Omega was also hesitating. In such a situation, she did not know how to deal with it.

"Knock knock knock ~ ~" Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Tommy said snappily.

A human maid dressed in revealing clothing came in. She smiled sweetly and said, "Miss Omega, the convention has invited you to the Arena to participate in the group competition. Your opponent, Ron, has been waiting there for a long time!"

"Got it!" Tommy waved. "Let's go down later!"

The maid closed the door and went out.

"What should we do?" Tommy looked lost, unable to come up with an idea under the circumstances.

"I'll go and take a look first," said Omega, standing up.

… ….

In the circular arena, Ron stood tall and straight, next to him was an Orc referee. It was the same one from before. He couldn't help but give Ron a few extra glances when he saw him enter the arena.

Today, Ron was wearing a light gray robe with a hideous skull embroidered on each of his chest and shoulders. A black cloak was draped over his shoulders and he was holding a staff of legends in his hand. Inadvertently, his hands were covered in cold sweat.

Today was his opponent, Omicade! The powerful Behemoths!

"What should come, will eventually come!"

He took a deep breath and glanced up at the high stands, where, he knew, a child was watching him silently.

"Big brother Ron, please, you have to kill Omega!"

In Ron's mind, he recalled what Kai had said before he left. At that time, apart from killing intent in Kay's eyes, there was also deep grief. Didn't he want to take revenge himself? Unfortunately, he didn't have the ability.

For a moment Ron's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. "Come on, even without the zombies, I have to. "Kill Omicade, even if it is for Kai, who has been bullied!"

After finding out what had happened to Kay, Ron was full of sympathy for the helpless Kay. In Kay, he seemed to see the shadow of himself in his childhood.

"Hualala ~ ~ ~"

There was a cheer from the stands, and Ron saw that the door on the other side of the arena opened and Omega came out angrily.

Everyone admired the strong, and Omicade's appearance was naturally welcomed by the hero.

In the most prestigious room in the center of the Colosseum, Salamon, Riga, and the others were all seated. However, there was one more Dutan today.

Moran was gently pinching her grandfather's shoulder, but she seemed distracted.

"Niece Mo Lan, is that the expert sent by your Thorny Flower Tribe?" Salamon asked with a smile.

"That's right!" Mo Lan nodded slightly.

"His luck isn't very good. Not only was he assigned to the Death Group, he even met with the Beamon Clan's talented girl, Omicade, in the first match. According to our information, Omicade is the strongest among the young elites!" Du Tan said lightly.

Moran lowered her head, her eyes dim. Logically speaking, she wasn't optimistic about Ron either, but yesterday she had been soft-hearted enough to ask him to give up the match, and he had refused.

At this point, Riga, who was sitting nearby, frowned and muttered to himself, "Ron? Where had he heard this name before? "I can't remember. Sigh, no matter how old I am, I still can't do it!"

… ….

"It really is you!" In the Colosseum, Omega stepped in front of Ron, her ugly face meeting Ron's, and she said it fiercely.

Ron smiled, "I was also surprised to know that you were also participating in the young elites' competition!"

Smiling slightly, Ron's eyes were filled with strong confidence. With a flick of his cloak, he revealed an orange-red legend, "Come on, Omicade. This battle is not about winning or losing, because this battle, I fought for Kai, he entrusted me …"

Speaking till here, Ron paused, his face turned dark, a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Kill … … Oh no... "You …"

The murderous provocation shocked her. Her previously unsteady heart began to waver, and though she tried her best to keep a calm face, her heart was thrown into turmoil.

The orc referee was equally shocked. Ron's toughness was beyond his expectations, and after knowing that Ron's opponent was Beamon, he had already prepared to withdraw from the competition. The words he had prepared to say were on the tip of his tongue, but he forcefully swallowed them down and asked incredulously.

"Say … You said you. You want to fight? Aren't you going to forfeit? " The orc referee mumbled.

Ron looked at him and replied in a low voice, "Of course! Who said I'm giving up? "

The Orc Judge shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "Since you want to court death, then don't blame me for being delusional enough to challenge a Behemoths. Are Behemoths that easy to deal with?"

"What about you? "Dear Miss Omega!" The Orc referee asked Omicade with a professional smile.

Omega fell silent. She was clearly in a difficult position, and Ron had been showing great confidence since then. Of course Omega knew where it came from.

A battle puppet possessing a domain had always been a nightmare for her.

At this time, the spectators watching the match in the stands became impatient.

"Why are you still scratching your head? Do you still want to compete?"

"Of course not. The opponent can be the strongest, Beamon!"

"Then give up immediately, don't delay any longer!"

"Hurry up and give up. We're still waiting to watch a good match!"

The audience began to clamor as a voice gradually gathered together, forming a torrent.

"I concede!"

"I concede!"

"I concede!"

"..."

At first, this voice was very soft, but it gradually grew louder. After a long while, the entire arena was filled with this sound. Everyone shouted in unison, their voices shaking the entire arena.

In the luxurious room, Du Tan smiled, "Mo Lan, looks like everyone has the same opinion as me!"

Moran didn't answer. She just bit her lip, a complicated look on her face.

The noise from the stands put so much pressure on Omega that she could not make up her mind. In the end, her reason for staying alive took the upper hand, and she gave Ron a deep look, took a deep breath, and shouted.

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