Chapter 1018: The Amethystine Warrior Jin Miaolin
"When luck comes too often, it stops being luck." The Sunborne Nymph Emperor gave him a meaningful look and waved his hand, sending Tang San and Qiu Zixuan back to the front of their respective pavilions.
Tang San landed, and at that moment, the elders of the Blue Gold Tree clan had already rushed out of the rest chamber. The next instant, they threw him into the air in celebration.
A win was a win. No matter how it was achieved, their clan leader, their one and only hope, had entered the semifinals of the Battle for the Throne. Although creating a miracle in the semifinals' round-robin format would be harder, three wins in three matches to enter the semifinals was already a glory they could boast of for decades to come. When had the Blue Gold Tree clan ever been this glorious? That probably dated all the way back to the era of the Ancestral Tree.
Ning Chen'en's expression was still somewhat blank. A seeded contestant, and one of the top seeds at that, had been eliminated in such a terrible manner! Qiu Zixuan was really unlucky! It would've been better if he'd drawn number two himself; he would've beaten that tree guy so badly he'd be picking up his teeth from the ground.
Seeing Tang San's smiling face, Ning Chen'en couldn't help but grind his teeth in frustration. This guy was just too uncanny.
Amethystine Warrior—he truly was an Amethystine Warrior!
After the first two matches, where the Sword Saint Demon Emperor statue had helped Tang San secure victory, this title hadn't yet resounded. But now that he'd won yet another match with the Black Turtle Shield, another item he'd bought with his "hard-earned" amethystine coins, the title was firmly cemented.
"Amethystine Warrior!!!" From the spectator stands, voices were already calling out loudly. In that moment, countless feelings of envy and jealousy arose, but there were also cheers for Tang San.
After all, that "if I were there instead, I could do it too" feeling made many spectators feel that Tang San had become their representative. He was clearly terribly weak, yet he was still able to defeat his opponents. So having lots of money could also make one strong!
Even Tang San hadn't expected that after the Battle for the Throne, a wave of money-making fervor would sweep across the Daemon Continent. Earning big money, becoming powerful, and becoming an Amethystine Warrior became the motto of many demons and nymphs with poor talent.