“That’s true. With your lofty ambitions, why would you care about a few underperforming disciples?” Alloy said sarcastically.

He added, “Yet, those very disciples have shown impressive growth since joining the Celestial Alliance. Perhaps… they’re simply struggling to adjust to the Sword Union’s treatment?”

“Mr. Marshall, you talk a big game, but it doesn’t amount to much when it comes to real skill,” Cyrus said coldly.

He continued, “Since this is a Combat Tournament, why don’t we take it to the stage? Are you up for showing these young ones what true skill really looks like?”

“If you’re so eager, I’d be happy to oblige,” Alloy replied with an indifferent smile. “I’d also like to see if your swordsmanship lives up to the rumors.”

One was ranked second on the Champ- Tier List, and the other was third. Their strength differences weren’t big. If they faced off, it was anyone’s guess who would win.

“Please calm down.” Seeing the situation heating up, Kaden, sitting between them, quickly intervened with a smile to mediate.

He added, “Today’s tournament is meant for the younger generation. As guild leaders, it wouldn’t be right for us to steal their spotlight. Let’s take a moment to think this through and avoid any rash decisions.”

“Let’s put our old rivalries aside for today. If Mr. Hadley is eager for a challenge,

said coldly. “But if we’re going

have in mind?”

win, all the swords in your

Alloy replied with a smirk. “But if we win, you’ll need to hand over

was the Sword Union’s most guarded secret, known only to a select

could use their vast resources to train a new generation

nerve trying to lay claim to our Phantom Sword

wrong? Scared you’ll lose, Mr. Hadley?” Alloy

bet, just admit it. We wouldn’t want anyone thinking the Celestial Alliance is just throwing

me at a disadvantage. If you want my Phantom Sword Technique, you’ll need to

was trying to goad him, but he didn’t care. He was confident he would win. After all, his top disciple, Glenn, was even better

already achieved the rank of ultimate grandmaster. Cyrus figured dealing with someone

“Deal!” Alloy said firmly.

swords and the Four Elements of God’s Technique for the

settled then!” Cyrus glanced at Glenn,

the bet trivial, he was willing to participate if it brought glory to the Sword Union. It was

competed secretly, a commotion arose

figures in white robes and masks. They walked

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