“A draw?”

Kaden’s announcement sent the crowd into an uproar. This outcome was unexpected by many.

In martial arts, there was no room for a draw. Once the match started, someone had to come out on top, especially in this highly anticipated championship match. Otherwise, what was the point of fighting if no winner was declared?

And more importantly, what would happen to the bets without a winner? Would the bookmaker take all the wagers?

“Yes! A draw is fine,” Abigail exclaimed, practically jumping with joy.

She had only planned to take some handling fees to enjoy herself. Yet, she hadn’t expected this outcome at all. It seemed like fate was making her rich.

“I wonder if the two contestants are satisfied with this arrangement.” Kaden turned his gaze to Dustin and Glenn.

Both men had pushed themselves to their limits. Their energy reserves were drained; and they had no strength to continue.

The battle ring was destroyed, and the defense formation was shattered. There was no place left for a rematch. So, a draw was the only sensible choice.

“Do you have the strength to swing your sword again?” Glenn didn’t respond to Kaden but instead focused on Dustin.

“I’ve got one more move,” Dustin replied honestly.

That last strike, the Draconic Edge, had drained him of almost all his mystical pure energy. He only had enough

strength for one more move.

fought this long, so there has to be a winner. How about a sword duel

“Sounds great.” Dustin nodded.

battle ring and defense formation, their fight could endanger the bystanders. But if they limited themselves to just using the sword, there was no

time, we won’t use internal energy. We’re going

eyebrow. He glanced at the guildmasters of the three

nervous spectators finally let out a collective sigh of relief. If this had ended as a draw, it would’ve been unsatisfactory to

using the sword, was

the Voidreaver sword

nothing and raised his Dragon

for

of physical strength. Their speed was nothing short

and collided with each other

the air, accompanied by sparks flying

Even without internal energy, the sheer force of

watching from a distance, felt a chill run through them. It was as though

of fierce fighting, Dustin and Glenn suddenly

had

“Did he win?”

his sword pierce Dustin’s shoulder and assumed he

others were lamenting their loss. But those watching Dustin’s side saw something

push, it would be a fatal strike. To them, it

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