Nobilis of War

Chapter 1317 Sign Up For The Hunting Game

After they left, Darren and the others headed westward.

"No deal?"

"No, they are not willing to pay enough for it." Darren shook his head.

"Then what should we do? You can't leave the region." Lindsay appeared anxious when she heard the

news.

"I have found a way to participate in the Tussle Contest."

"But how? You need to be at the peak of the Star God Realm to be eligible for the Tussle Contest. You

can't even sign up given your current realm," she objected. The requirements of the Tussle Contest

were clear, and Lindsay couldn't understand how Darren would get around them.

"There is another way. The Tussle Region is holding a hunting game. The top three winners can join

the Tussle Contest's final competition directly," Darren explained.

"Really? Are you considering participating in the hunting game? There is one issue, though. Whatever

you decide, you're the only one to have a chance to leave. Lindsay and I may have to stay here," Finley

pointed out.

"Right." When she heard this, Lindsay realized that she couldn't let Darren leave the Tussle Region

alone. She needed to follow him. "I'm going to enlist as well," she said with a snort.

"That's absurd." Darren shook his head. He glanced at Lindsay before continuing, "If we both take part

in the hunting game, of course I can help you secure a place in the top three positions. But what about

the Tussle Contest? Only the super-geniuses will partake in that competition. If I don't have the

confidence to be in the top three, how can you have any hope?"

"Well, Darren, don't forget that I have a powerful helper." She smiled.

"What? Who?"

"Jeremy! If I qualify for the Tussle Contest, I might have a greater chance of being in the top three than

you as I have Jeremy's help."

After careful consideration, Darren nodded. Jeremy was able to distract Maxwell, who was at the

upper-level of the Celestial God Realm. Why wouldn't he defeat a warrior at the Star God Realm?

"That's a good idea, but I'm afraid that it's against the rules."

"It shouldn't be a problem. Jeremy listens to me. He is my weapon. We can use weapons of our choice

in the contest, can't we?"

"Perhaps. We should talk about this later," Darren suggested.

"Wait!" Finley interjected. Their plans left him anxious, and he couldn't help but ask, "If you both

participate in the competition, what about me? You can't leave me alone in the Tussle Region, right?"

"I'm sure that you'll figure it out." Darren smiled as he turned to face Finley.

"Nonsense. How can I be a match for a warrior at the Star God Realm in such a short time? I can't

enter the contest. What else can I do then?" Finley remarked helplessly.

"If you earn seventy million killing points, then I will sell the divine patterns to help you," Darren

promised.

"That's great! I knew that you and Lindsay wouldn't abandon me. Let's go. I'll try my best." Finley

grinned.

The three decided to travel to the branch of the Tussle Holy House to register for the hunting game.

After flying for a few days and nights, they finally arrived.

Several magnificent palaces sprawled on the lofty mountain peak that loomed before them.

The three landed in front of a hall.

Many young cultivators were coming and going, each excitedly chattering about the contest.

"Did you hear? The four peerless talents of the younger generation want to join this hunting game."

"So what? They have a high reputation, more or less, because they have potential. But it doesn't mean

that they are powerful."

"You are right. This competition allows the younger generation at the low-level and middle-level of the

Star God Realm to participate. The four talents are only at the low-level. Some middle-level warriors

might match them."

"Ignorant! How ignorant! The four talents are from large sects. They have received the best resources

since their birth. What's more, each of them has a high-grade divine pattern. How could an ordinary

warrior compare with them?" someone opposed. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Don't be so sure. There can be shady dealings behind this competition. People at the peak of the Star

God Realm may find a way to participate if they have the appropriate connections with the senior

leaders of the Tussle Holy House. Who doesn't want to participate in the Tussle Contest?" another

young cultivator said lazily.

Darren didn't pay much attention to their discussion

as he was confident of his strength. He wouldn't be afraid even if some participants were cultivators at

the peak of the Star God Realm.

Eventually, Darren and his companions reached the square where the registrations were being held.

"We are Darren and Lindsay. Please enlist us for the hunting game," Darren politely directed.

"And me. My name is Finley," Finley added.

The disciple in charge of registration could sense Darren and Lindsay's levels. Hence, he didn't object

when he heard their request. However, when Finley asked to enlist, the disciple rolled his eyes.

"You can't sign up as you're too weak," the disciple replied coldly.

"Please don't say that. Give me a chance," Finley bowed.

Darren used his god's sense to communicate with Finley. "What are you doing?"

They had already agreed that Darren would take part in the hunting event with Lindsay to advance to

the Tussle Contest, while Finley would find a way to earn killing points.

"I plan to go hunting. I want to win the third place!" he replied flatly.

"What are you doing? Even if we help you secure the third place, do you believe that you can win the

Tussle Contest? You'll be killed in the first second." Darren rolled his eyes as he tried to rationalize with

Finley.

"How can you be so muddle-headed all of a sudden? Once I win the third place, I can sell it to

someone else. Then I can get the points," replied Finley.

"Do you think everyone is stupid? You can't sell the rank!"

"Why not? Didn't the Zhou Clan ask you to participate in the hunting game on their behalf? It turns out

that with the right connections, anything can happen. I just need to find the right person to help me.

Besides, it doesn't matter whether I can sell the rank or not. Nothing terrible will happen if I win the third

place. At worst, if I can't sell it, I will just choose not to join the Tussle Contest."

Darren contemplated the reasons Finley put forward and soon felt that his arguments were reasonable.

"Why are you still standing here? Get out of the way!" the disciple stated impatiently.

"Bro, help me, please. I want my brother to experience the contest."

Darren stepped up and put in a good word for Finley. As soon as he heard Darren's request, the

disciple's face darkened. He was about to drive Darren away, but a crystal flew into his hand.

"Level-five..."

The disciple was surprised to see a level-five divine pattern in his hand. He was so excited that he

almost cried out.

"Well, don't blame me for objecting. After all, I was only concerned about his safety since he is weak.

Now that you insist, it would seem inappropriate if I continue to refuse. Okay, then." The disciple

became friendlier at once.

"Thank you." Darren saluted as the disciple handed them three entry tokens and an instruction manual.

"Ha! Money makes the world go round. Did you see it? The guy's eyes popped out of their sockets

when he saw the level-five divine pattern." Finley grinned.

"Of course. Someone like him will never have the chance to earn a level-five divine pattern in his entire

life. How can he not be happy?"

"Hey, Darren, look over there." Lindsay's face darkened, and she interrupted Darren and Finley's

banter.