Chapter 2272

Under the intense gaze of the spectators, Thaddeus' Voidcleaver clashed with Dalen's folding fan. To be precise, Dalen's fan struck Thaddeus' blade.

A thunderous bang echoed as their weapons collided. It unleashed a powerful energy wave that radiated from the point of impact.

The shockwave swept through the surroundings, sending dust and debris flying. Spectators near the battle ring had to shield their eyes from the whirlwind of grit.

The two men were locked in a standoff on the battle ring. Dalen's folding fan, like a sword, tapped against Thaddeus's blade. One was striking downward, the other thrusting upward, creating a deadlock in midair.

The spectators were stunned.

"Whoa! He actually blocked it? What’s going on?"

"Father Savier's attack had the power of a grandmaster. It was a devastating strike, yet that pretty boy managed to counter it with finesse. Impressive!"

"Damn! How is the boy toy still alive?"

The spectators buzzed with mixed reactions. Some were shocked, some were frustrated, and others were disappointed. Most of them were dissatisfied with the outcome.

others had placed heavy bets on Thaddeus,

possessed extraordinary strength. Despite Thaddeus' ferocious

the others

previously questioned why Dustin had so much confidence

But now they understood that Dustin's belief in him was justified. Dalen was indeed

who stood unharmed despite being so close to

expect Dalen to deflect his powerful strike with just

the hilt of his blade with both hands and pressed downward with all

intensified. At that instant, his blade aimed directly at Dalen's

weapon with sufficient strength and inflict severe injury. After all, he was an ascetic priest. His physical strength was beyond ordinary martial artists, especially in raw

confidence faltered when he noticed something amiss. Despite his efforts, his blade didn't move. He noticed

strength proved greater

eyes narrowed, and he

couldn't understand why he couldn't gain any advantage over Dalen. He wondered whether

believe you don't have any weaknesses!"

horizontally toward Dalen's neck. The strike lacked overwhelming force but aimed for sheer speed to catch

of dodging or defending, Dalen countered fearlessly. His folding fan became

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