After choosing the difficulty, they would need to return the other tokens to the caretaker. The remaining token would be the difficulty that they choose.

To the spectators, this was getting boring.

There were so many warriors in attendance, and most of them had watched over 10 matches.

They had not seen anyone who challenged the bronze difficulty and above as nearly everyone chose the black-iron difficulty. After all, just the black iron difficulty alone stopped many people with its 30% death rate.

The other challengers would mostly be injured even if they succeeded. For most warriors, an increase in difficulty was suicidal. That was why Nalym's complaints had been mocked so much.

Jack looked at the three tokens in his hand, having made his decision before he even signed up. The rewards this time suited him perfectly.

have been alluring to most, but they were not that useful to Jack at that

of a sudden, Jack felt a cold gaze from

looked over, only to see Nalym

the shadows, waiting to strike at him. No matter how venomous his gaze was, Jack

at him in the same way, and he was immune to it all. He would not be affected by looks like that at all. The fact that he was willing to act like he did

limit, and the

the other tokens. As expected,

stood at the

of Jack, he handed his tokens back. However,

all, a third-grade world warrior daring to challenge

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