Chapter 2338 sam never expected to lose, especially when he had the thousand- talon coffer. But fate had other plans. In the end, he lost and accepted his defeat with grace.

He had used every trick, but Caleb had countered them all. He might have been severely injured if Caleb hadn't held back on his final move.

Caleb gave him an honorable defeat, and Sam knew better than to make a fuss. Otherwise, it would only invite more scorn.

Caleb let out a long breath as Sam admitted defeat. His forehead was slick with sweat, and it was clear that his victory hadn't come easily.

He had gone all in with the Glow Incantation, Stormcraft, and Divine Talisman. He used every ultimate move in his arsenal. If not for the explosion from the Eight Trigrams of Divine Talisman that broke Sam's defenses and let him get in close, he might have lost the match.

"The Dawson Clan's hidden weapons are as formidable as rumored," Caleb said with genuine admiration.

"They're powerful, but still a lesser path," Sam responded. "They can't compare to the spiritual techniques of Sacred Wyrm Summit. I lost fair and square today." As the ninth-ranked on the Legendary List, he had his pride. He thought using the thousand-talon coffer could give him a shot at I winning the tournament. Now, he realized that it had been nothing I vs

more than wishful thinking. - Caleb was nearly ten years younger and outclassed him in both cultivation and spell mastery. At that moment, Sam finally understood ~ that there would always be someone stronger, a higher peak to climb.

"I only won by a narrow margin," Caleb said.

"Mr. Caleb, no need for more words. Even if we fought again, I'd still lose." Sam shook his head and sighed.

He continued, "You're so young and already so skilled. Your future achievements are limitless. I look forward to seeing what you'll do next. Farewell." With that, he nodded and left the battle ring. After all, losing to such a genius didn't embarrass him.

The victor is contestant number 24!" Oron

truly is a

reputation is well-earned!" "I never imagined someone so young could have such cultivation. It's

After all, he was ranked ninth on the Legendary List, had an undefeated record, and had the Dawson Clan's thousand-talon coffer on his side. He seemed to have a real chance at the tournament with those skills

no one had anticipated how deeply Caleb had hidden

had mastered three legendary techniques, seamlessly blending offense and defense without

strike. His

years old, Caleb had become the undisputed dark horse of

flashed a rare smile as

If I lose in the next round, don't blame me." Caleb yawned, returning to his

your best."

impressive skills was already a major accomplishment. For Oron, winning the tournament wasn't

young— only 18 years

skills, he would likely surpass Oron and his

tired. I'm going to get some rest," Caleb said,

was destined to make him famous.

battle ring was in rough shape and needed repairs. Yet, the

be this strong. Sacred

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