Driving away one challenger would only invite others to take their place. Hence, this would only create an unending cycle.

Dustin disliked pointless duels and chose to yield rather than be pulled into endless fights. He was willing to forgo the glory of defeating Marco if it meant avoiding continuous conflict.

Aldric's demeanor soured. "Do you take me for a beggar?"

His tone chilled. "For me to win, it must be an honest victory, with you admitting defeat unequivocally. There can be no room for uncertainty!"

His pursuit of fame spurred him on and fueled his determination to achieve victory solely through merit. As a swordsman, he took great pride in this endeavor.

"What if I decline the duel?" Dustin asked.

Aldric's face contorted into a menacing expression. "If you don't make a move, then I'll kill everyone around you. Let's test your resolve then!"

Dustin furrowed his brow at the threat. He thought, "This man knows no bounds. Seems there's no escaping this confrontation today."

said with a grin, accepting the

steady downpour drummed against the umbrella, creating

weapon?"

don't need one to deal

He unsheathed his blade and swiftly lunged

massive blade aura emerged, stretching over

seemed to shy away from its path, scattering in fear,

the Bloodfiery Rampage technique? That's the signature move of the Bloodfiery Legion!"

frowned upon hearing that. "The Bloodfiery

Legion, a secretive sect renowned for its elite members. Despite their small numbers, each

combat skills. They thrived on

strength through continuous battle. They earned the moniker "Bloodfiery madmen" due to their fearless approach to combat, showing little concern for

among them was Kendricks, ranked eighth on

the imposing blade aura closing in on him. With a slight grin, he lifted his hand

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