Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 1153 - Pressured Against the Wall

“Black-Eyed, what are you doing here?”
The Dragon Emperor swiftly reacted and asked with a frown.
The others might be intimidated by the Black-Eyed, but that did not include him.
After all, his true strength was comparable to any of the top ten Martial Monarchs. However, as he was a beast, he was not titled as one of the top ten Martial Monarchs.
He was only confused as the Black-Eyed had never had any connection with the three great factions. Why would he involve himself in this mess?
“Due to the contract in the past, the three great factions are not allowed to interfere with the matters of the Middle Continent. As such, the South-Heaven Sacred Ground has specifically invited me here to orchestrate the discussion.” The Black-Eyed Martial Monarch spoke in a calm tone, “As a matter of fact, this has nothing to do with me. However, the three great factions are pretty determined this time. If anyone dares to oppose them, I’m afraid I won’t be the one trying to convince you, but a...Martial God!”
The Martial Monarchs’ faces sunk upon hearing this.
They clearly knew the truth to the Black-Eyed Martial Monarch’s words. The difference between the strength of the Middle Continent and the half-God region was extremely huge, to begin with. If the three great factions were to compete among each other, they would still have a chance to hold their ground. Once the three great factions agreed to work together, they were pretty much unstoppable.
Despite knowing this, none of them felt pleasant at all. No one would be willing to see the efforts they had put into their factions be in vain just because of a mere decision of the three great factions.
The Dragon Emperor, the Diabolic Monarch Beast, and the Nine-Tailed Monarch Beast’s gazes sharpened.
The fact that the Black-Eyed Martial Monarch was here served as a warning. If they were to stand their ground, it would cause the situation to develop into a war between the Middle Continent and the three great factions.
The Dragon Emperor took a deep breath and directed his Divine Sense into his Sumeru Ring without hesitation to transmit a message through the God Beast’s badge.
Although the Dragon Emperor Clan was least impacted by the decision of the three great factions, he was still unwilling to see some of the beast tribes join the three great factions and become the pawns of humans.
“I’m already aware of it. There’s no need to stop them. Let it be for now.” Within a single breath’s time, the God Beast responded with his Divine Sense.
Hearing this, the Dragon Emperor fell silent.
Even the God Beast had spoken and asked him not to stop them. What could he possibly do regardless of how furious he was?
Apart from the Dragon Emperor, the other Martial Monarchs also sent out messages. Some were notifying the remaining of the Martial Monarchs, while others were telling the people behind them.
After all, some of the Two-Starred Factions did have a formidable background.
However, the Martial Monarchs soon wore dark expressions on their faces after learning the final outcome.
The reason being that the people behind them were aware of how determined the three great factions were this time. There was no reason to interfere with it.
“Everyone, I don’t think it’s possible for the three great factions to change their mind. Also, I know how everyone feels right now. Therefore, I have a suggestion, which would not only give everyone a chance to boost their morale and reputation, it’s also a chance to unleash your frustration.”
The Black-Eyed Martial Monarch’s eyes flickered as he spoke.
“Oh?”
The Dragon Emperor and the others raised their eyebrows.
“Since today is the Monarch Ascending Ceremony, I do recall the third phase to be a friendly duel between the disciples. Fortunately, the South-Heaven Sacred Ground, the Jade-Lake Sacred Mountain, and the Martial Pricinple Sect have also brought some of their disciples here. Why don’t we let the disciples of the three great factions have a friendly duel with the geniuses of the Middle Continent?
“Of course, the disciples of the three great factions would at least have a sixth-grade Tian ranked Martial Spirit or above. As such, Martial Spirits will be prohibited in the battles. Last resort moves such as Monarch Talismans, etc. are not allowed either. Besides that, they would also need to suppress their cultivations to the same level.
“Think about it, if the geniuses of the Middle Continent ended up winning, wouldn’t it be satisfying?”
The Black-Eyed Martial Monarch spoke in a confident tone.
The eyes of the old man in the purple-golden robe, the middle-aged woman, and the middle-aged man glistened.
The gazes of the Dragon Emperor and the Martial Monarchs turned cold.
Boost their morale and reputation and unleash their frustration?
The elders and geniuses might be clueless, but the Dragon Emperor and the Martial Monarchs clearly knew how extraordinary the Martial Arts and the Monarch Arts which the geniuses of the half-God region practiced. Even without their Martial Spirits and stronger cultivations, they were still too powerful for the geniuses of the Middle Continent!
If a duel were to take place, the chance of the disciples of the Middle Continent winning would be extremely slim!
Most importantly...
They didn’t have an excuse to reject the suggestion!
Firstly, according to the rules of the Monarch Ascending Ceremony, since the three great factions had come to congratulate, their disciples were allowed to take part in the duel!
Although they could come up with an excuse to avoid it, if they chose not to accept the challenge, the entire Middle Continent will be looked down upon!
They were already on the weaker side to begin with. If even their factions were afraid to accept the challenge, what would the elders, disciples and the rogue cultivators of the Middle Continent feel?
It was a trap that the three great factions had set up from the very beginning!
Otherwise, why would the three great factions bring their disciples along to the Monarch Ascending Ceremony?
The three great factions were trying to use this opportunity to display how superior they were.
“So, what’s the decision? Just to let you know, since it’s a set up by the three great factions, once we’ve lost, we are going to suffer worse consequences. Besides, they should be extremely well-prepared for this...”
The Dragon Emperor took a deep breath and transmitted his voice to the Martial Monarchs.
After pondering in silence for a few moments, the Martial Monarchs’ eyes flickered with determination.
“Let’s fight, if we win, make it a declaration to the Middle Continent that our disciples aren’t weaker than the disciples of the three great factions.” The Extraordinary Saber Monarch calmly said.
“That’s right, it doesn’t matter if we lose! After all, the three great factions aren’t as good as it seems on the surface, with only limited resources. Those who decide to join them would surely find themselves to be stepping stones for the others. They will return once they have learned their lesson!” The Fallen Demon Monarch said with a chuckle.
“I never thought the three great factions would go this far. I believe that’s the only option we have.”
“Mm, we might lose the fight, but we will never lose our dignity.”
“That’s right.”
The Martial Monarchs expressed their thoughts.
Apart from a few, most of the Martial Monarchs agreed to the duel.
The three great factions were well-prepared before coming here, thus they were left with no choice.
“Alright, the Dragon Emperor Clan, the Heaven-Saber Sect, the Fallen Demon Villa, the Wuji Alliance, the Shadow Pagoda, etc., a total of twenty-five Two-Starred Factions are willing to let their disciples have a duel against the geniuses of the three great factions.” The Dragon Emperor said with a stern look, “That being said, how exactly are we going to do this?”
The Black-Eyed Martial Monarch flicked his finger slightly upon hearing this, as he had accomplished his mission.
As for the elders of the three great factions, their eyes flickered with joy after hearing this.
They had taken the bait as they had planned!
All their efforts were not in vain!
“It’s simple.” The old man in the purple-golden robe withheld the joy in his heart as he walked forward and said, “We’ll be sending one cultivator from the three factions, and you will send one from your end. We’ll have five duels in total. How’s that?”
“Sure!”