New Age Of Summoners

Also, the other powerful cultivators have never seen him bow or ask something for others.

So, of course, it gave a huge shock to everyone sitting on the huge stage.

"Haha."

As everyone was waiting for the guardian's reply, the guardian looked at King Thomas and started laughing out loud.

"I never thought that King Thomas would make his own son eliminated from the contest. Are you sure about it?"

"Yes, Guardian. Even if my son moves to the next second stage of the fourth round, my son might not win against the other participants because he still needs at least a couple of hours before waking up."

King Thomas had already thought about it and he also knew that his son would not go further in the contest in his current condition.

Soo, he felt it was better for someone who spared the life of his son to stay in the contest; instead of his son.

"King Thomas, my opinion on you changed in a positive way."

The black-robed old man's words surprised everyone, including King Thomas as they continued to listen, "For the future of the Purple stone world, the youngsters like Ajax and Dennis are required."

"One should know how to be kind and power that could stop the invading forces; however, according to the rules of the contest, there will be only one winner in a fight."

Initially, everyone thought that the guardian of the Purple stone world was going to declare both the young participants as winners; however, when he mentioned the rules, they were looking forward to seeing whether the guardian would accept King Thomas' request.

"So, the winner of that fight will be Ajax and Prince Dennis will be eliminated."

The black-robed old man gave his decision and since he was the guardian of the Purple stone world and the strongest cultivator among the current cultivators who were sitting on the huge stage, no one opposed.

Instead, everyone applauded at the guardian's words.

"Thank you, Sir Guardian."

King Thomas bowed to the old man and picked his son, Prince Dennis, who was sent out of the secret realm after the old man announced the results of the match.

'Huh? I am the winner?'

Ajax was surprised for a moment when he heard the result and bowed to the black-robed old man and King Thomas because he was the one who made that request.

"Congratulations, Ajax."

"Congratulations, Brat."

"Go and sit with other participants who passed the first stage of the fourth round."

Everyone sitting beside Ajax congratulated him and pushed him back into the colosseum.

Since he is still in the contest, Ajax has every right to sit with the other young participants in the colosseum.

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"My dear nephew, let's go and collect our gains from the bet."

As Ajax sat with Princess Daphne and other participants, Uncle Dralf looked at Darbaudr and excitedly said to him.

"Our?"

Darbaudr looked at his uncle and replied, "Someone was asking me when I will be paying their debt. As I promised, I will return the spirit stones I took from you along with some request."

Currently, Darbaudr looked expressionless as he replied to Uncle Dralf; however, deep down, he could not help but laugh at his uncle's expression.

'I should toy with him for a while for not having faith in his own nephew.'

Even though Darbaudr' earlier words seemed a little bit serious, he was just playing with his uncle.

"You…what are you saying? We are family."

Uncle Dralf shouted out loud as he slapped the back of the Darbaudr's head and replied, "Moreover, since you have returned to the tribe, you will be taking your position as the tribe chief of our battle barbarians."

Uncle Dralf knew how to lock Darbaudr with his words. So, he continued speaking without giving Darbaudr any chance to reply, "With the spirit stones we gained, he could rebuild our tribe in the Ylercester province without any problem."

Even though for a sect or a family or a tribe, having powerful cultivators was a must, at the same time, to build or develop or rebuild them, it needed a lot of cultivation resources.

With the winning spirit stones from the gambling den, the barbarians would not lack the resources for some time; however, it is still not enough though.

"Damn it….why do you always bring the tribe into our conversations?"

Darbaudr became angry as he shouted at Uncle Dralf with a face full of rage; however, he didn't continue the fight with his uncle as they went to collect their gains.

Even though King Louie became useless after his spirit consciousness was broken, the Flerton family is already stabilized with the old minister as the new king.

So, there were no problems with the gambling den and the moment the dealer saw the two battle barbarians, he became respectful and paid five times the spirit stones that Darbaudr placed.

'Looks like the gambling den took a huge loss this time.'

One of the cultivators who saw the barbarians taking their gains from the dealer could not help but mock the gambling den for losing so much.

"Are you an idiot or what?"

However, what followed was a slap to that cultivator from Uncle Dralf, who explained, "Even though it seemed like the gambling den lost a lot, do you really think they lost anything?"

"This time there were a lot of unexpected winners in the first stage of the fourth. First, Princess Daphne won the fight and no one placed any bet on her winning."

"Second, three nameless participants from the Zrochester province won the fight and no one placed any bets on them just because they are from Zrochester province."

"Finally, let's talk about the match 'Young master Ajax versus Prince Dennis'. Everyone placed their bets on Prince Dennis except for my nephew who placed our entire savings on young master Ajax. Overall, it is still the Flerton family who gained a lot from the gambling den."

Uncle Dralf was in a great mood today and he spoke too much before leaving with Darbaudr.

"What's his problem?"

"Is he a supporter of the Flerton family or what?"

"Looks like it."

All the onlookers were confused at Uncle Dralf as they didn't understand why he was saying all that.

Nevertheless, they didn't bother too much about it as they focused on the remaining matches in the secret realm.

Time continued to pass as one match after another was getting completed in the secret realm and soon the results were announced.

Princess Daphne, Emmie, Darius, Ronnie, Fearless gorilla, Silver Goliath, King killer, Golmath, Alman, Ajax, Snowstorm, Darkflame, Three nameless cultivators…and Justice.

On a huge flying mirror in the center of the colosseum, there were 30 participants' names who qualified for the second stage of the fourth round has appeared.

"Congratulations to the participants who made it into the last stage of the fourth round."

The old minister congratulated the 30 participants as he looked at everyone and continued, "As long as you pass this stage, you will be personally trained by the three protectors and help you reach the king realm with the highest probability of getting selected by the organizations from the greater world."

Everyone became too silent as they didn't understand what the old minister was saying because they were not knowledgeable about the recruitment of the organizations from the other worlds.

However, all the 30 young participants were knowledgeable because their elders informed them about these things recently.

"There will be a break of three hours; however, the matching of your opponents will be shown now as you can analyze your opponent."

After saying that, the old minister looked at the black-robed old man who waved his hands and the 30 names on the huge flying mirror started shuffling at an incredible speed.

"Fletcher versus Silver goliath"

"Emmie versus Princess Daphne."

"Darius versus Fearless gorilla."

"Golmath versus Dark flame."

"Alman versus Snowstorm."

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"Ajax versus Ronnie."

Soon, the names stopped shuffling as the matching was completed.

"Remember your opponent's name and collect as much data as possible. Prepared perfect counterattacks. See you again in three hours."

The guardian of the Purple stone world stood up from his chair as he said these words to them in a low voice before disappearing from his place.

"Woah…I am looking forward to Emmie and Princess Daphne fighting. It will be a fight between fire and water."

"Yes. But I am looking forward to Ajax and Ronnie. I wonder how many moves Ajax will lose the fight."

"By the way, why are there so many participants from the Zrochester province. I am not liking it."

"Me neither. But, there is nothing we can do about it."

All the onlookers looked at the matching on the huge flying mirror and looked forward to some of the matches.

There were even some who was dissatisfied with the province of the participants.