“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.”

“You’re right,” Alloy nodded. “Let’s put our old rivalries aside for today. If Mr. Hadley is eager for a challenge, let our disciples settle it.”

“Fine,” Cyrus said coldly. “But if we’re going to compete, let’s raise the stakes.

“Oh? What did you have in mind?” Alloy raised an eyebrow.

win, all the swords in your armory will

win, you’ll need to hand over the

Phantom Sword Technique was the Sword Union’s most guarded secret, known only

use their vast resources to train a

trying to lay claim to our Phantom Sword Technique!” Cyrus’s eyes

lose, Mr. Hadley?” Alloy

it. We wouldn’t want

Cyrus retorted coldly. “I’m willing to make a deal, but I won’t agree to anything that puts me at a disadvantage. If you want my Phantom Sword Technique, you’ll need to

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

young age, Glenn had already achieved the rank of ultimate grandmaster. Cyrus

“Deal!” Alloy said firmly.

God’s Technique for the Phantom Sword Technique was a bargain too good to

glanced at Glenn,

to participate if it brought glory to the

major guilds competed secretly, a commotion arose from the southwest

see a group of mysterious figures in white robes

imposing presence. Each one was a Grandmaster, walking as if gliding above the

leader of the Mystic Arts

the sedan chair marked with the Mystic Arts Order’s emblem sent a wave of terror through the crowd.

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