However, the death rate never truly dissuaded many challengers. Most of them still felt the urge to fight for 150 million spirit crystals.

The three of them had gone to figure out the rules upon their arrival, but they had not been able to witness how strong the three different fighters were.

Lourain raised an eyebrow and said, "Jack, do you think I'd be able to defeat the silver-armored fighters? I get that I won't be able to beat the golden-armored fighter, but I can try the silver- armored fighter..."

He trusted in Jack's evaluation, having witnessed his true skills ever since the Seven Deaths Array.

When they were in the Capture Hall, everything Jack said proved that he was not a braggart or put himself on a pedestal. He was grounded in reality, and someone of that nature would typically be accurate in their judgment.

Jack raised an eyebrow before he looked at Lourain.

looking at him with an intense look as if trying to prove something or gain his approval on whatever it

head decisively, saying calmly, "You might not even pass the steel-armored fighters, let alone the silver-armored ones. The seventh room has only one steel-armored fighter, so you may win there, but you might falter in

rest, there was no need for Jack to elaborate, Marth and Lourain knew what he

this evaluation, deeming himself not as bad as Jack thought. Of course, he would have cursed anyone else if

was about it, he had to come to terms with

he that weak,

able to get through the

him feel

Lourain could barely get past the seventh room, Marth had no reason to entertain the

greedy he was, it felt like a joke. It did look like he

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