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Bringing Culture to a Different World

Chapter 721: the challenge
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Late at night.

Wall left the embassy of the country of steel and found a tavern by the roadside to drink.

His father, Count Cruz, had completely focused on his incompetent brother.

When Wall thought of this, the wine cup in his hand cracked.

“It seems that all the countries in the world have sent people to participate in the Holy Spirit Nolan Open.”

“So What? Let me tell you, today’s match between the ironsmiths is really overwhelming, especially that sword folding technique.”

“It seems that the champion of this year’s Holy Spirit Nolan Open will definitely be our country of steel! The ironsmiths will definitely win this honor!”

Wall was very sensitive to the discussions of the group of people sitting at the next table. Their voices sounded very noisy.

Wall, who was originally extremely frustrated, became even more irritable when he heard the open match between the Ironmaker and the Holy Spirit Nolan.

He suddenly placed the wine glass on the table and let out a heavy crash.

“It’s just a game. What right do you have to talk about the National Honor?”

Wall used his cold eyes to look at the group of people sitting at the next table.

“What did you say?”

The group of mercenaries sitting next door were obviously drunk. They immediately stood up angrily when they heard Wall’s provocation under the influence of alcohol.

Wall also clenched his fists and stood up. He came to this tavern today to teach a lesson to a guy who had been chasing after him in the game of the Holy Spirit.

This group of mercenaries who often talked about the game and national honor also made wall very unhappy.

In Wall’s opinion, the only thing that could bet on the honor of the entire country was the war and the Gladiator competition. This game that was played like a child was too unqualified.

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“You’re right! brother… What honor of the country of steel! Don’t make me laugh anymore.”

The moment Wall stood up, a group of people at the table behind him also stood up.

He turned around and looked at the table behind him. It was also a group of burly mercenaries.

Finally, someone’s brain was normal?

Wall exhaled and felt lucky that he found someone who had the same opinion as him.

“That’s right, the game’s competition doesn’t have the right to gamble…”just as wall was about to answer him.

The group of mercenaries came to Wall’s back and glared at the group of steel nation mercenaries in front of him. Then, they made an extremely mocking gesture at them, then, they used a loud voice to shout out what they wanted to say.

“Because the winner of this Nolan Holy Spirit Open competition will definitely be our frost nation! You guys from steel nation will never win the Championship!”

After saying this, the mercenary put his hand on Wall’s shoulder.

“Am I right, brother!”

Sorry… I’m from the steel nation.

Wall felt like he was about to collapse.

What’s wrong with this world? Wall looked at the mercenaries between the two sides. They were so excited about a game competition that they were about to fight each other.

Farce!

Wall no longer had the interest to teach these guys a lesson. He wanted to turn around and leave the tavern, but the tavern door was pushed open at this moment.

A middle-aged man with gray hair and blood-red eyes walked into the tavern. The first thing he said after entering the tavern was..

“Who is the wall of Olsenburg?”His scarlet eyes swept across all the people in the tavern, and finally fixed on wall. “Is that you? !”

Wall ignored him and walked directly to the door of the tavern. He didn’t want to participate in this farce tonight.

“Wait!”

But this middle-aged man blocked his way.

“I practiced for a whole week just to wash away the previous humiliation! Come on, wall of Olsenburg… if I defeat you with the watchman, you must take back your previous words!”

Another… Holy Spirit Competition?

“Get out of the way, I’ll spare your life today.”

Wall clenched his teeth, his hands clenched into fists as he glared at him like a wolf.

“You’ve agreed to fight in this tavern today.”

The middle-aged man’s scarlet pupils met his gaze.

“I’m not in the mood to play with the Holy Spirit, I’ll tell you with my fists…”

Before Wall could finish his words, his body uncontrollably took a few steps back and sat down on a chair.

His angry expression gradually turned dull as wall looked at his trembling hands.

He would die.

His intuition kept warning him that if he punched that middle-aged man just now… he would die!

“This is my 27th Challenge! Let’s begin! This time, I will not lose!”

The middle-aged man picked up a table and placed it in front of wall. At the same time, the interface of the magic net appeared in front of him.

What 27th Challenge? wasn’t there an ability that could easily kill me in reality? What kind of monster was this guy?

Wall couldn’t help but shake his hands again. What made him feel fortunate was that he could easily defeat this monster above the Holy Spirit.

“Our Frost country is going to have a one-on-one duel with others!”

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Wall suddenly heard a mercenary’s shout from behind him. Not long after, a group of people surrounded him and the middle-aged man.

Feeling that it was not bad, wall forced a smile on his face, which reminded him of the first time he entered the underground arena to struggle to survive.

“I bet on the Kid from the frost country to win.”

“Me Too!”

Setting up a bet in private was very similar to the underground arena of the steel country.

But there was one thing that made wall very dissatisfied.

“I’m from the Steel Nation! Don’t get me wrong!”

Vole took out the primary crystal mouse, opened the magic net, and directly logged into the Holy Spirit.

..

The next morning.

“Aren’t you guys nocturnal creatures?”

Joshua fixed his hair that was sticking up in the mirror. He was very glad that the purple-clothed person was there last night, or else hiri might have been lying on his bed with his clothes disheveled today.

Today, Joshua was supposed to be the only one in his room. However, when he woke up, a middle-aged man was standing by the window.

“That’s just some human’s wrong understanding of this power,”the Grand Duke of blood stood by the window and said respectfully to Joshua.

“It’s not good to see a man in my room so early in the morning…”Joshua Sighed.

“Is it better to let my daughter come?”

The Grand Duke did not seem to understand the reason for Joshua’s sigh.

“No, there’s no need… today is the official time for the team that belongs to the demon world to make their appearance. But before that… I have something to discuss with everyone.”

Joshua took the toothbrush of this world and cleaned his teeth as fast as he could. Then, he turned around and said to the Grand Duke.

“What’s the matter?”

The Blood Archduke had visited Joshua’s room for the same reason.

“As for what identity we should use to fight…”said Joshua.