The warriors of third-grade worlds were enraged to have been insulted by such words. They wanted nothing more than to fight all the warriors from the second-grade worlds, yet they knew very well that the warriors from second-grade worlds were stronger than them on average.
However, there were warriors from over ten third-grade worlds there, and they had the upper hand in numbers, so a clear victor could not be easily decided if they ended up fighting.
Those from second-grade worlds had pushed them down too many times, so they had piled up a lot of anger.
A warrior from the Lycan Continent shouted out loudly, "I know that second-grade worlds have a lot of strong warriors, but do you think there are none from third-grade worlds? We have powerful prodigies, too. We have more prodigies than you, too!
"Don't think you can keep waving your 'we're from a powerful origin' card to our faces. We haven't done anything against you before this just because we don't want the trouble, but you kept trying to cross the line!"
Everyone around him agreed, cursing at the second-grade-world warriors for not knowing their place. Ever since they started to be grouped up with second-grade worlds, they had been looked down on in every front. Those warriors from second-grade worlds were clearly not that god-like, but they relished in acting as though they were superior.
No matter what the actual situation was, they decided that they were better than warriors from third-grade worlds just because of where they were from. A warrior from a third-grade world shouted, "It's not like every one of you is a genius, so why are you acting like you're an omnipotent being? You keep trying to show off in front of us.
"You do have strong warriors on your side, but do you think we don't? You have so many wandering warriors, which is pretty much the same as us. I really don't know where you get your sense of superiority from!"
When the warriors from
second-grade worlds heard that, they refused to show any weakness. A warrior from the Golden Continent said loudly, "We're just stronger than you; that's why we're superior! We're a level higher than you. Curse your luck to have been born in third-grade world, then. If you hailed from a second-grade world, I'd look at you as an equal!"
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When that was said, it ignited the anger of third-grade-world warriors. The arguments got more and more intense. If it was not for the fact that they still knew to hold back, they would have started fighting on the spot.
A warrior from the Sacred Water Continent frowned as he lowered his voice, saying "Why are all of you quarreling with those scraps? What's the point? Will you be able to win anything? In the end, the results are what matters. Just let them say Whatever they want. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
"They'll just be slapped in the face anyway. Do you think they can even dream of being high up in the rankings? Ever since the slaughter games started, no third-grade-world warrior has been able to climb on that board. They're just dreaming by saying all of that. Just let them
dream on."
After that person said that, quite a few warriors from second-grade worlds agreed.
A warrior from the Sacred Water Continent said, "They're just being loud right now because they don't know anything. Once the slaughter game ends, they'll be stunned when they see who survives."