"I'm going with Ms. Wesley's choice—Number 6 in the first battle ring." Dustin wrote on a slip of paper before tossing it into the designated bowl.

"Okay, good luck!" Abigail smiled and shouted, "Come and place your bets! The tournament is about to begin!"

The martial artists nearby were eager to participate, yet not a single one dared place a bet.

Their hesitation stemmed from uncertainty about the legitimacy of the betting pool. They questioned whether the Mystic Arts Order would truly honor double payouts if they won.

So, they held back and waited for the outcome of Dustin and the others' initial bets. Only after seeing the result did they contemplate joining the action.

"Alright, the tournament has begun, so betting is officially closed. Let's all sit tight and await the results." Abigail signaled the end of the betting phase with a sweeping gesture.

Soon, all eyes returned to the battle rings.

At that moment, all eight battle rings burst into action simultaneously as sixteen participants engaged in fierce combat.

Dustin's attention remained fixed on the first

first battle ring, a male and female martial artist faced each

was muscular and imposing. With a tight grip on his long shadowsteel staff, he effortlessly

wind and the ominous rumble of thunder. His strikes left a lasting impression

a woman in red. Despite her small stature, she unexpectedly exuded great

two inches, she held an

sheer weight of the halberd was undeniable. However, it seemed as light as a feather in her hands as she wielded it with effortless

over the imposing

squared off on the battle ring, one with a staff and the other wielding

and blows exchanged fiercely.

were remarkably similar. They fought without holding back, and each

the woman in red displayed surprising strength, and she gained a

man in black had more combat experience. He incorporated tactics alongside

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