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Chapter 734 - 737: I Want to Humiliate War Dragon!

Chapter 734: Chapter 737: I Want to Humiliate War Dragon!

"Captain of the Thunder Mercenary Corps, Zhao Han, pleasure to meet you," Zhao Han said as he also reached out and shook hands with Qin Tian in a friendly manner after Qin Tian had made the first move.

Qin Tian could tell that the Thunder Mercenary Corps was also likely looked down upon by teams like Skull and others; otherwise, they would not have been stationed in the very last row next to War Dragon.

At the front of the hall, on the stage, five individuals were already seated, all appearing to be notable figures in the Mercenary World.

One of them was none other than Hu Zhengwei from the Skull Mercenary Team.

"Who are those people sitting on the stage?" Qin Tian asked Zhao Han in a low voice.

Zhao Han replied, "That’s Hu Zhengwei, the vice captain of Skull Mercenary Group’s Asia branch; that’s Smith, the vice captain of North America’s AK Team; that’s Nat, the vice captain of the European King Mercenary Team; and the other two, I don’t really know... But these individuals are definitely from Five-star Mercenary Teams, as only members of such teams can serve as judges in rating competitions."

So those guys were also judges. Hearing this, Qin Tian smiled lightly.

Indeed, the Mercenary Association was essentially controlled by the Five-star Mercenary Teams.

Of course, these Five-star Mercenary Teams had to be somewhat stronger and more seasoned than other teams, otherwise there definitely would be dissent.

Watching Hu Zhengwei giving a speech as the host on the stage, Qin Tian had no interest and started chatting with Zhao Han beside him.

"Brother Zhao, in this rating competition, only the top four teams will have the chance to be rated as Three-star Mercenary Teams. Which teams do you think stand a chance?" Qin Tian asked.

"Two teams are definitely locked in as Three-star Mercenary Teams already; for the other two slots, everyone must compete. It’s hard to predict, really. I’m not very familiar with many of the competitors, hehe, including your War Dragon," Zhao Han said with a laugh as he looked at Qin Tian.

"We’re newly established, just here to stir up some excitement," Qin Tian said humbly.

Hearing this, Zhao Han nodded, "It’s not just your War Dragon here to stir up excitement; we at Thunder are as well. Hehe, we won’t even think about Three-star this time; achieving Two-star would mean meeting our goal."

Zhao Han sighed and said, "Brother Qin, you might not be aware, but currently, the Asian branch is practically dominated by Skull. Damn it, it would be strange if we could make a name for ourselves."

"In Asia, there are three teams qualified to join the World Mercenary Association: Skull is a behemoth, which goes without saying. The other two are the Fierce Tiger Team from East Asia and the Persian Gulf Team from West Asia."

"Currently, these two teams are a cut above the rest of us in terms of strength, so their rating as Three-stars shouldn’t be a problem. Besides, they are members of the World Mercenary Association and are familiar with the judging panel. With their timely and advantageous positions, it would be unbelievable if they weren’t rated at Three-stars."

"Aside from Fierce Tiger and Persian Gulf, the teams I’m most optimistic about are the Korea Mercenary Team and the Dahe Mercenary Team. One is the dominator of mercenary circles in Korea, and the other is the top player of mercenary circles in Japan. I’ve heard their strength has increased rapidly in the past two years, though I’m not sure if that’s true or not. However, I hope we at Thunder don’t encounter them; otherwise, even the hope of being rated as Two-star might be dashed..."

Zhao Han said, taking a deep sigh, "Ah, this world, especially the Mercenary World, is all about the survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle!"

As he spoke, Zhao Han meaningfully patted Qin Tian on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Qin, we are both underdogs; don’t take it too hard. It’s useless to be resentful; rebellion only leads to being trampled underfoot. Look, our being placed in the last row already shows our lowly status..."

Hearing this, Qin Tian just smiled lightly and said nothing.

Lowly status?

Humph, this is just the beginning!

The party had lasted for over an hour, leaving everyone starving.

It wasn’t until about nine o’clock in the evening that everyone finally gathered for a meal in a large restaurant.

This large restaurant had nearly a hundred tables set up.

The tables were divided into three categories: one for the Observation Team, one for the teams participating in the ranking competition, and one for the expert elders and judges.

However, at the highest-ranking table, apart from Skull and other continental experts and judges, people from Persian Gulf and Fierce Tiger were there as well, laughing and chatting quite openly without any reservation.

Such blatant fraternization with the judges had other competing teams looking over, many feeling angry but daring not to speak, shaking their heads in frustration.

But these grievances were utterly ignored by the proud members of the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Group and the Persian Gulf Mercenary Team.

And, as the hosts, the Skull Mercenary Team naturally sided with these two teams.

After all, the reason Skull had roped these two teams into the World Mercenary Association was not only because of their strength but also because of their willingness to follow Skull and show their loyalty.

Qin Tian’s War Dragon and Zhao Han’s Thunder Corps were squeezed at one table, getting to know each other through the introductions by Qin Tian and Zhao Han.

Qin Tian felt that Thunder could be brought in as allies.

Zhao Han also felt that being looked down upon made Thunder feel isolated; finally, there was another team, War Dragon, which was treated the same way. What a tough brotherhood, what fate!

Being friends, not mocking each other, not hurting each other, was quite nice.

Dinner ended quickly since the next day they had the ring matches, and none of the teams dared to be careless.

When parting with Zhao Han, Qin Tian whispered a reminder, "Brother Zhao, when you go back, make sure to check your accommodations closely."

"Brother Qin, you mean..."

Seeing Qin Tian smile without a word, Zhao Han nodded gratefully, "Thanks for the heads-up. I really appreciate it, brother!"

After speaking, he hurriedly led his team back to their lodgings.

After Qin Tian and others had left, Hu Zhengwei, Lei Zhenhu, and the captain of the Persian Gulf Team, Lambosky, slowly emerged and walked towards the beach.

Hu Zhengwei, with his hands behind his back, said, "Younger brothers, I have arranged everything I could for you. The rest is up to you."

Since mercenaries generally are fluent in multiple languages, Lambosky understood Mandarin without needing a translator.

"For tomorrow’s arena match, I can manipulate the draw. So, you guys, is there anyone you want to avoid or someone you want to face?"

Hu Zhengwei looked at his two friends and asked.

Lambosky replied, "Keep me away from the Dahe Mercenary Team and Korea Mercenary Team, I’m fine with the other teams."

Lei Zhenhu, with a sinister grin, said, "Arrange for Fierce Tiger to fight War Dragon. In tomorrow’s arena, I want to humiliate War Dragon!"