Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 651 - 493 Contest_2

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"Alright, how would you like to proceed?"

The male elf's smile at the corner of his mouth grew more pronounced, whether out of joy or disdain, "As it happens, among our kin who have come with us are warriors, scholars, spiritual energy practitioners, and demon-hunting adjudicators, to name a few. So, why not do it this way—following the categories you mentioned, let our kin compete against the most prideful individuals among you in simple contests. If your people possess unique proficiency in these areas, then I believe there would be no further disagreement about our cooperation. However, if the results of the contest are less than ideal... then I think the prospect of cooperation might still be negotiable."

Regardless of how angry humans were at the arrogance of the Elf Race, the strength they demonstrated upon their arrival was not to be taken lightly.

The other party had proactively suggested a contest, likely having prepared in advance.

The old man's heart trembled slightly, but without showing any sign of fear, he responded decisively, "Good! Since the distinguished guests of the Elf Race wish to see the strength of us humans, we will certainly not disappoint you."

"Since it's a contest, there should be some stakes, right?" the male elf's smile turned even more radiant, "We are not strangers to dealing with the cities of the human race, and the cities we have had dealings with before were quite generous!"

'These elves are not dealing with the human race for the first time!'

'This is their true objective!'

At that moment, such thoughts bubbled up in the minds of many astute attendees.

Blackwater City isn't unique, and these elves might not genuinely have come with the intention to cooperate.

They have come to reap benefits!

If they win, they will extort benefits from the hands of humans; if they lose... given their attitude, they probably haven't lost before.

And those cities that have already made contact with the elves—how is it that not a whisper has come through?!

In an instant, many of those present cursed the federal states with malicious intentions.

But with the situation at hand, no one was willing to bow their human pride in front of a foreign race.

"Fine! Let it be as you wish!" the old man declared, flinging his sleeve back with a stern face, "Whatever you propose, go ahead. We of the Human Race are not so petty as to nitpick over alliances with friends."

"Is that so?" the male elf chuckled coldly, "Then let's keep it simple. The victor can make three reasonable demands of the loser, nothing so excessive as to damage the harmony between us."

"We'll do as you say!" the old man agreed without hesitation, "Given that you've come from afar, the time of the contest will be at your discretion."

"No need... we do not require rest, let's begin right away."

The development of the situation surprised everyone, even the occurrence of this unexpected event was completely unforeseen.

Without fully understanding what was happening, the participants found themselves already at the largest arena in the city.

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The city occasionally held official performances or warrior selections, which were meant for talent recruitment or festivity celebrations, not for profit.

It wasn't frequently used, but the venue was quite spacious and impressive.

Sitting on the high platform, not far from each other, the spokespeople of both humans and elves exchanged glances. Looking at the sparsely filled spectator seats of the circular arena, the male elf leading the delegation smiled and asked, "For the first contest, shall we compare martial strength? I've heard from Yue Ying, one of our sentinels, that there's a warrior by the name of Bai E in Blackwater City with outstanding martial skills, even said to be on par with our War God pathwalkers. Surely he is Blackwater City's strongest warrior, right? Why not let him cross hands with one of our kin to see if he is as exceptional as Yue Ying describes?"

Blackwater City may indeed not be the first human city the elves have made contact with, but that doesn't mean it's devoid of any special characteristics.

This unique trait lies in the human warrior mentioned by Yue Ying... in fact, in Yue Ying's report, the praise for that human warrior far exceeded what any elf would find acceptable.

If what Yue Ying had described was true, then that human warrior with the surname Bai might even possess a strength and ability no less than that of their esteemed Prophet!

This is impossible!

If not for this reason, their Prophet would not have taken matters into his own hands.

After all, when had their Prophet ever personally intervened in the past dealings with other human cities?

Storm was very eager to see what the human warrior Yue Ying spoke of was really like.

The elderly man sitting not far from the Elves wore a headset of technology, through which every word spoken by the Elves could be transmitted to the ears of the think tank behind him.

The collaboration with the Elves was of great importance, and the contest at hand was even more crucial—it would determine whether they, Blackwater City, could gain the upper hand in their interactions with this Elf Delegation, a matter of utmost significance.

Therefore, they would dissect every word uttered by the Elf leader, closely scrutinizing the hidden meanings behind them.

Upon hearing what the male Elf had said, the think tank behind the elderly man immediately sprang into action—

"We can't agree to it!"

"Exactly, they are specifically asking for General Bai E by name; they must have a surefire way to ensure victory over him. That Elf named 'Yue Ying' who has been lurking in the camp surely knows far too much about General Bai E. The Elves have come prepared; we cannot let them get their way!"

"Or maybe that's exactly what they want us to think; what if they're afraid of us putting General Bai E on the field?"

"Gentlemen! Why are you so perturbed over a mere artificial soldier like Bai E? This isn't a battlefield where one can operate Mecha, nor is it an exorcism fight against demons. General Bai E was never the best choice to begin with. Why create controversy over his participation? I propose that we ask Nolan, the Guard Commander of our city lord, to step forward. He is the strongest individual soldier, having undergone three rounds of genetic optimization. With him entering the fray, we should have no worries about the initial battle."

General Bai E, despite his undeserved reputation as the invincible War God, had it only within Mecha-battlegrounds and when facing demons, with his endless supply of Spiritual Energy and unwavering conviction.

However, if we were to discuss martial prowess alone, General Bai E had shown no remarkable performance in that area.

The only record in the camp was of a selection event against another artificial soldier named "Blood God." In that match-up, an ordinary artificial soldier without any genetic enhancements had brutally defeated General Bai E. Sending him into battle as a "warrior" now seemed evidently inappropriate.

"You have a point!"

"Go and call for Guard Commander Nolan quickly!"

"What about the city lord..."

"It's a matter of great importance for the collaboration; the city lord will understand."

Looking at the fierce-looking figure on the field, whose body was riddled with muscular knots, the male Elf Storm almost knitted his brows into a "川" character, "Is this the Bai-surnamed warrior from your Blackwater City?"

"Oh no, not at all," the corners of the old man's mouth curled slightly, "General Bai E is currently our military district's marshal, and he isn't exactly skilled in martial combat. The one who's fighting now is a guard by my side; he has been with me for many years, and I have considerable confidence in his martial skills."

"Guard?" Storm glanced at the side face of the elderly man, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.

His lips moved slightly as he sent a long-range command through Spiritual Energy to his kin who was about to enter the battle, "Cripple him!"