Your San Value is Zero

As expected, the second brother, who was supported by the Solomon family, was assigned to Group C and faced off against members of the Victor family who were roped in to make up the numbers. The nobles who supported him were one of the factions affiliated with the Solomon family.

In the first game of Group A, Du Wei will face his uncle Sander-Victor, who is supported by the noble Roye family.

The interlocutor sent by the Royer family winked at him, and Sander understood immediately, but he did not dare to speak up for a long time.

Sander looked at Du Wei, whose strength had reached the golden level. Fine beads of sweat oozed from the back of his neck, and his eyes wandered between Du Wei and the talker of the Royer family.

If no one raises any objection, the battle will begin in a week according to these rules, and the venue will be the Donglin City Arena.

Seeing that Pence was about to stand up and leave the table after speaking, the Royer family talker hurriedly said, Sander Victor still has something to say.

Sander was pushed to the stage, and he had to speak according to the wishes of the Royer family's speaker. Otherwise, when he returns to the territory of the Royer family, his life will definitely be worse than before. If the battle fails, he will even be killed. Will be killed to vent his anger.

Ahem~ Sander cleared his throat, saluted to the judge and said: I hope the judge can allow me to participate in this battle. I will stake the honor of the nobles to fight on my behalf.

Because of the special geographical location of the Victor family, each generation of successors must have enough force to convince the public. Sander, as a strong contender for the previous successor, was brave and good at fighting when he was young, and his strength reached the level just after he turned thirty. He reached the silver level and was able to squeeze into the forefront among the younger generation of nobles at that time, but in the end he was still weaker than Du Wei's father and failed to win the position of lord.

Later, he saved others by himself. He was afraid that Duwei's father, Sanna Victor, would be liquidated after he came to power, so he fled with his family to the Royer family and became the leader of a knighthood under them. The first few years were smooth sailing, but they suffered a huge defeat in a battle and lost 60% of their troops. From then on, they were unable to recover and were put on the bench in the Royer family.

He has been slacking off in fighting over the years, but his early experience still made him stronger than ordinary silver-level knights. If he leads his former subordinates to participate in the battle as a gladiator, he will definitely be a powerful dark horse.

Pence arranged him and Du Wei in a group, originally wanting to use him to test Du Wei's quality. This could just increase Sander's weight and increase Du Wei's difficulty.

Pence of the Solomon family thought for a moment and agreed to his request, According to your seniority, I should also call you Uncle Sander. Uncle Sander's current strength has not reached gold and has not exceeded the regulations. Since he is willing to bet on the nobles, If you want to participate in the war with honor, of course I will agree.”

When saying this, Pence looked at Du Wei, deliberately raised his voice and clearly said the words Strength has not yet reached gold.

What Pence and others didn't know was that Du Wei didn't even take the opportunity to express his intention to go into battle in person. Even if he really wanted to join the battle, he could openly send his disguised clones. This kind of rule setting would have no effect on him. It makes absolutely no sense.

Thank you, Lord Judge! Sander leaned over and saluted.

I'm a little tired. If there are no other problems, it can be over.

Pence was the first to stand up and leave. When he walked to Duwei, he looked at the Kandy-Stein star for a while.

Isn't this the orphan of the Stan family? Are you the real supporter behind him? Hahaha~

Burns laughed and walked away, leaving a sentence at the end of the corridor, Hey! A nobleman who doesn't even have a servant has the nerve to call himself a nobleman. It's ridiculous.

Bud, the old butler who followed Kandi, looked panicked, but calmed down again only for a moment.

Kandi, who noticed the change in his expression, pretended not to notice.

He cursed in his heart:

Old Bud.

Just act.