After the Epic Tier expert announced the results, the scene quieted down for a moment before erupting into noise again.
"Who is this guy? I don't think I've ever seen him before. I didn't expect that even though Sun Yang has mastered the Void Spirit Spear to the proficiency level, he was still defeated."
"Our Third Legion is truly full of hidden talents. That guy's Crimson Sun Saber Technique he just practiced has at least reached the minor or even major mastery level."
"I didn't expect this battle to end so quickly. I didn't get enough of it. That guy will probably have another match."
"..."
The soldiers watching the battle were discussing among themselves as they looked at Lin An, and at that moment, the Epic Tier expert also came to Lin An's side.
"Would you like to continue to the next round?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Let's continue. Also, I'd like to invest all the military merits I've earned into the next battle. Thank you for your help, senior."
Lin An cupped his hands in greeting, showing considerable politeness to this Epic Tier powerhouse.
The old man nodded, then raised a blood-red flag. When the crowd saw the flag, they knew that Lin An was going to continue to the next round.
Those backstage who witnessed this scene began searching for a new opponent for Lin An.
It happened very quickly; in just about five minutes, a man stepped onto the ring.
"Same as always, thirty seconds to prepare," the old man said.
Lin An and the man exchanged a glance, then both prepared for battle.
This man was also quite powerful, at the Platinum Eighth Grade, and he wielded a ring-pommel sword, exuding a fierce aura.
Duang!
As the gong sounded again, the battle was about to begin.
Please enlighten me.
As soon as the man finished speaking, a crimson blade flashed towards Lin An.
A hint of surprise flashed in Lin An's eyes. It was also the Crimson Sun Saber Technique, but the other party had only cultivated it to the entry level.
Lin An didn't hold back this time. After all, Sun Yang had just said that holding back was an insult to one's opponent, and he had no such intention.
cut!
Lin An immediately countered with a slash of his own.
Two enormous suns suddenly appeared in the air, but Lin An's sun was clearly much larger and hotter than the other's.
Boom...
As the two great suns collided, without the slightest surprise, the man was sent flying by the powerful force and instantly defeated.
"Thank you for your kind offer."
Lin An cupped his hands in greeting.
The man wasn't one to back down from a loss; on the contrary, his eyes gleamed. Although it was only one move, it had still been worthwhile for him.
After the man returned the greeting and left the arena, Lin An nodded to the old man and continued with the next battle.
"I knew Brother Lin was powerful; I'm afraid no one in the Platinum Realm can rival him."
In the waiting room, Zhou Ping and the others watched Lin An on the stage with shining eyes.
Although they didn't win, as new recruits, especially since they all came from Guangwu City, they naturally felt honored.
"It seems Brother Lin An is planning to fight all ten matches. If the military merits keep piling up like this, wouldn't that be equivalent to getting a million military merits?" Han Qi calculated, his face showing disbelief.
"What are you thinking? Do you think anyone in the Platinum Realm could come up with tens of thousands of military merits just for one battle?"
No sooner had Han Qi finished speaking than a veteran who was waiting nearby couldn't help but speak up.
Within the Platinum Realm, most people fight for a thousand military merits per battle; only a few are willing to spend three or four thousand.
"Furthermore, the military merits earned in the arena have limitations; they can generally only be used to exchange for cultivation resources, not for official positions."
Seeing everyone looking at him, the veteran continued, "Even if your brother fought ten matches and won them all, he'd be lucky to get twenty or thirty thousand military merits."
Hearing the veteran's words, Han Qi paused for a moment, then realized what he meant.
If someone truly has tens of thousands of military merits, wouldn't it be better to directly exchange them for a military rank? Who would be willing to use them to fight a battle?
"Twenty or thirty thousand is not bad. With so many military merits, Brother Lin can easily top the competition," Zhou Ping said with a smile.
Only by completing missions can one truly understand how difficult it is to earn military merit.
It took them a month, and on average, each person only earned a little over a hundred military merits.
"I just don't know if these military merits will be included in the ranking of the competition," Wu Peng pondered.
"It should be possible. After all, the rules don't say it's impossible. The competition only requires us to accumulate enough military merits within three months, and it doesn't specify what method we have to use."
Wu Rui chuckled, "But even if not, it won't be difficult for Brother Lin to earn military merit."
Everyone nodded. They were well aware of how strong Lin An was in combat. Even if he went out to hunt down a single Platinum Ninth Grade Sin Beast in a day, the military merits he gained would be enough to make him the champion in the competition.
While everyone was talking, Lin An finished his third battle.
"You currently have six thousand military merits, but no one is using six thousand merits for a single battle yet."
"So now it depends on whether you want to continue fighting. If you do, even if you win the next battle, you can only get a maximum of two thousand military merits."
The old man looked at Lin An and explained the situation.
"Let's continue. Arrange for those with the most military merits to fight me."
Lin An thought for a moment and said.
He originally wanted to suggest arranging for the Diamond Realm expert to fight him, but that would be a bit too high-profile.
Besides, he just wanted to complete ten matches as soon as possible, use his military merits to buy a batch of resources, and then cultivate to the Platinum Ninth Grade.
The old man nodded and then instructed the backstage staff to make the arrangements.
The fighting resumed quickly, one battle after another.
"Is this guy crazy? Doesn't he plan to take a break? Even if he's mastered the Crimson Sun Saber Technique to a minor or even major level, it still consumes a lot of spiritual energy every time he uses it."
"These battles have gone by really fast, mostly one-hit kills. Does anyone know this guy's name?"
"This person is quite strong; it seems that even if I intervene, I won't be able to stop him."
"How dare you, a mere Platinum Sixth Grade, say such a thing?"
"..."
More than an hour later, when Lin An knocked another person away, the ten rounds of battle came to an end.
"The ten gladiatorial matches are over. Unless you can break through to the Diamond Realm this year, you will not be able to participate in any more gladiatorial matches and will have to wait until next year," the old man said to Lin An.
"This junior understands."
Lin An cupped his hands in greeting, then ignored the cheers from the crowd and walked towards the backstage area.
"Wow, bro, you're amazing! You played ten games in one day and won them all."
"This is your token. You've earned a total of 21,000 military merits from the ten duels. However, these merits can only be used to exchange for cultivation resources, not for military ranks." The man handed the token to Lin An and explained some important points about military merits.
Lin An nodded, not surprised at all, especially since he was there to buy cultivation resources.
After receiving the token, Lin An left the arena with Zhou Ping and the others.