Mythical Card Supplier: Starting with Nezha, the Third Lotus Prince

Chapter 1103 - 713: Ten Thousand Races Great Escape!

"Currently, we have seven preferred candidates."

"Saoya and Celt from Group Three yesterday."

"Aroos and Geben from Group Two, Qiao Sen from Group One, and Qibalu and Vivlu from Group Four."

"Aroos and Qibalu should be the strongest overall, followed by Vivlu and Celt."

"Celt only made it to the second tier?"

Gudusidan was taken aback when he heard the steward's report.

After all, in yesterday's three rounds, Celt ended each match by instantly defeating his opponents.

Gudusidan thought Celt's combat power should be quite strong.

"That's why I mentioned comprehensive strength."

The steward nodded slightly, "His attack power is high, but when facing Aroos and Qibalu from the first tier, it's still somewhat insufficient."

"Both of them are Shield Guards, and their traits allow them to enhance their attack power through defensive strength."

"Qibalu's trait seems to involve increasing his power through his body weight."

"I see."

Gudusidan nodded slightly, recalling Qibalu as an exceptionally large individual.

Standing close to three meters tall, his width was nearly the same.

He was a rare hulking figure among the Undead Clan.

Aroos, on the other hand, possessed robust muscles, making the two a stark contrast when together.

However, it didn't affect their abilities.

As long as their skills were sufficient, Gudusidan didn't care about appearances.

"I've heard my second brother made a move again yesterday?"

"Indeed, he tried to bribe Celt and Aroos, offering them substantial compensation to forfeit today's match."

"Ha!"

Upon hearing this, Gudusidan couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

"That second brother of mine, determined to hit me hard, isn't he."

"Who can blame you for suddenly deciding to join the royal race when your foundation is so shallow."

The steward sighed, somewhat helpless. Initially, Gudusidan hadn't planned to compete for the throne.

This led others to treat him quite well.

But unexpectedly, a couple of years ago, he suddenly wanted to contend for the throne for some unknown reason.

Clearly, as a latecomer to the competition, his foundation couldn't match those Princes who decided to join earlier.

This is why he became the target of the Second Prince.

Because his foundation is the weakest.

"It doesn't matter; they didn't agree anyway, did they?"

Gudusidan smiled, unconcerned by his second brother's little schemes.

In fact, he thought his second brother was helping him.

Finally, he was selecting the Royal Guard.

These are to protect his safety, and if they could easily be swayed by benefits to quit.

Wouldn't that mean members of his future Royal Guard could betray him over trivial temptations?

He should thank his second brother for sifting through them.

Although they didn't find any issues.

This proved the ones he favored were unwavering.

Gudusidan smiled, quietly watching the contestants filling into the competitors' seats, awaiting the matches.

The main event had a thousand participants, all mostly in the Late Stage of Quail Tail.

Still spanning twenty arenas, where half are eliminated in the first round, and half in the second.

"I've heard there's a resurrection round, but the rules don't mention it."

Bixiao whispered softly to Jiang Yuan as they watched contestants file in.

"Probably a direct revival."

Gudusidan also appeared at today's event.

After all, it was the selection for his Royal Guard, so his attendance was natural.

Today was the final day, after which his Royal Guard would be fully formed.

"Revival should be his decision."

Jiang Yuan pointed to Gudusidan, saying to Bixiao beside him.

"It is his Royal Guard selection after all. He naturally has the authority to nominate someone for his Guard."

"I see."

Bixiao nodded slightly, and Gudusidan noticed Jiang Yuan and glanced over.

Jiang Yuan flashed a smile at Gudusidan since he was fairly acquainted with him.

Even if not this identity was familiar to Gudusidan.

"Quite bold indeed."

Upon noticing Jiang Yuan's smile, Gudusidan's lips curled up slightly as he remarked.

Their royal status was esteemed, and few dared to look him directly in the eye or smile at him, as Jiang Yuan did.

This fearless demeanor offered Gudusidan a long-missed fresh experience.

As though in front of...

Jiang Yuan?

Why suddenly think of Jiang Yuan?

Gudusidan chuckled, shaking his head to dismiss the thought, shifting his focus from Selta.

Let's see if he could make it through.

Though he believed in Celt.

Still, his steward mentioned Celt fell in the second tier.

Facing first-tier Aroos or Qibalu, either way, it would be tough to win.

These one-to-one fights sometimes come down to luck.

Facing a powerful opponent in the early or second round, even if one has substantial strength, could still lead to elimination.

Many strong individuals have fallen this way.

But sometimes luck is part of strength too.

In the absence of truly overwhelming strength, he wouldn't make a move.

If misfortune befell that badly, dragging him down, it would be troublesome indeed.