Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 171

With a jar in his hand, he was only busy with drinking alcohol all through, as if alcohol was the only thing around. He even did not spare time to cast a look at Darren, which angered some audience.

However, Darren remained calm to assess the opponent. At first, Darren used his spiritual sense to feel the strength of that man, then his eyebrows twitched in surprise.

Feeling amused, he suddenly realized how powerful he was. Of course, he would not be tasked for the ninth game if he was not powerful, but his abilities still surprised the young lad. The man in front of him used to be a master of Wonder Realm. Then caused by injury or other factors, his cultivation base turned back to the top level of the Mysterious Realm. To Darren, he was someone respectable and powerful enough, unlike what the audience perceived.

'This kind of person is indeed very hard to deal with. This is going to be a long fight, ' Darren thought worriedly.

His fighting skill, physical fitness and cultivation method were much powerful than those of a cultivator in the Mysterious Realm. That was not an easy thing to obtain as it was something to be proud of as a cultivator. You can never judge a person by his appearance.

Although his cultivation base reduced for some reason, he was still a superb fighter. Despite the drunk-man act he portrayed, Darren could still know how powerful he was. It was an advantage for him.

'I still need to fight him. I need more of the reward so I must win. I am wondering if he can use Omnipotent Talent Skill. If he could, it would be difficult for me to defeat him. It is way beyond my abilities. I have to at least use my Blood Dragon Illusion to fight against him, ' Darren thought carefully. Gladly that he could contemplate about the situation as the middle-aged man was still idling.

Then it occurred to him that the man who broke the record yesterday was also pretty strong. Darren could not help but be anxious.

"No, I need to win. This fight would waste my energy to a large extent, thus to win the tenth one would be much harder for me. I cannot lose just like that." Darren felt stressed for the first time since he came into the arena. He felt threatened and intimidated even though the fight was yet to start.

"I just don't understand what are you young men thinking. You guys always make money without worrying about the danger. How is the ending going to be? To die richly. How hilarious,"

said that middle-aged man with his eyelids lowered. His weary voice revealed traces of life, long life of battle experiences. Darren knew that the man had gone through a lot so he must not be underestimated.

"Sir, with all due respect, you seemed to be wrong about me. You are mistaken. I am not doing this for money. I hope you can go easy on me. I would be very pleased if you do so,"

said Darren as he made a bow with hands folded in front. The crowd was confused with his gesture.

"Go easy on you? Ha. Are you kidding me? Finish the journey you chose even if you should walk on your knees, right? You are the one who is mistaken. Remember, the one who pins his hope on other's mercy cannot make old bone..."

said the man drunkenly. His words knocked some senses to Darren.

"You are right. Let's get started! No need to beat around the bush. You and I must fight until the last of our breath!"