Fifty thousand merit points?
Wei Sheng's heart leaped!
If I had those fifty thousand merit points, I could get the last two Water-Element Great Medicines and advance straight to Third Organ Perfection-
I could save the remaining points to exchange for a Three-Turn Marrow-Washing Pill for Old Fang!
The other Black-Pupil Guards also cried out in astonishment.
Fifty thousand merit points was an enormous fortune to the vast majority of Black-Pupil Guards.
Used properly, it could raise their strength another level.
What was more...
This was merely a bonus.
The real prize was the position of Commandant.
Within the Garrison, this position was second only to the Commander, commanding dozens of Black-Pupil Guards. Its holder enjoyed great power and prestige, and even the leaders of major factions in the Prefectural City had to show them respect.
Wang Zhongyu was very pleased with their reaction.
After announcing the rewards, he briefly explained the rules. Other than a ban on taking lives, there were no restrictions!
"Who will go first?!"
Wang Zhongyu swept his gaze over the crowd.
The selection method was simple: step forward and accept challenges from the other Black-Pupil Guards. Whoever had the last laugh would become the new Commandant.
This method also meant that the later someone entered, the greater their advantage.
And so...
For a while after Wang Zhongyu finished speaking, no one responded.
"Since you're all so reserved, let me lead the charge!"
A swarthy fellow with a fierce face and eyes like bronze bells leaped into the arena, a mountain-cleaving axe in hand. He released his Third Organ Middle Stage aura without restraint.
The Black-Pupil Guards' expressions shifted slightly as they sensed his aura.
The first contestant was already at the Third Organ Middle Stage. He was shutting out all of them at the Second