Above the Demon-Suppressing Plains.
Jiang Hao and the other four stood before the Resource Secret Realm.
The Demon Race's previously overwhelming momentum had now been completely suppressed.
Peng Jiuxiao remained silent for a long while before finally speaking.
"This Resource Secret Realm has yet to open. It is still too early to discuss ownership."
"Once the entrance stabilizes, we will each rely on our own abilities."
Several snickers rang out from the Human Race camp.
Huang Li said bluntly, "That wasn't what you were saying just now."
Peng Jiuxiao's expression darkened.
Yet he could only swallow his anger.
Jiang Hao looked at Peng Jiuxiao and asked calmly, "Didn't you say that aside from me, the Human Race was nothing much?"
Peng Jiuxiao did not answer.
"If that is the case, then this is simple."
As Jiang Hao spoke, he raised a hand and pointed at the four beside him.
"Pick any one of them."
The moment those words fell.
The young Martial Artists on both sides froze.
Peng Jiuxiao frowned, unable to understand what Jiang Hao meant.
"Pick one?"
"That's right."
Jiang Hao's expression remained calm.
"Pick one and fight."
"If, within a hundred moves, you can defeat any one of those four, then our Human Race will no longer take part in contending for this Resource Secret Realm."
Peng Jiuxiao's face instantly stiffened.
The surroundings fell silent as well.
Then.
The younger generation of the Human Race erupted in cheers.
"Good!"
"Peng Jiuxiao, pick whoever you want!"
"Jiang Hao has already given you the chance. Don't tell me you're too scared?"
"You were so arrogant just now. Now that Jiang Hao won't fight, the other four Prodigies of our Human Race on the Chaos Gold Ranking are letting you pick one at will, and you still won't choose?"
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