“Hmph! You got lucky this time.” Kendricks glared at Azalea, then sheathed his Demonblade and left the battle ring.

Even though he won, there was no thrill in it. He didn’t feel proud about winning against a vulnerable woman when she had managed to injure him.

Since his rise to fame, he had never felt so embarrassed. The Divine Talismans had played a part, but he couldn’t deny being outmatched and humiliated.

The missed chance to retaliate only deepened his frustration. Kendricks vowed he wouldn’t show the Mystic Arts Order disciples mercy if he faced them again.

“Contestant number five is the winner in this match,” Oron announced.

The spectators reacted with warm applause.

Azalea’s stunning performance and Kendricks’s formidable strength were worthy of praise. Most previous matches had been brutal, where a single misstep could cost a contestant their life.

It was rare to see someone as wise as her, who knew when she was outmatched and chose to surrender immediately. Her quick thinking had saved her life.

“Grand Sorceress, I’m sorry for disappointing you by not winning the match.” After returning to her seat, Azalea acknowledged her mistake.

“What’s important is that you’re safe. Winning or losing doesn’t matter,” Abigail replied with a smile.

She continued, “Kendricks is ranked eighth on the Legendary List, so it’s natural that you couldn’t defeat him.

“I was actually worried you might impulsively push through to the end, which would have been unwise. Besides, you performed admirably and injured him, so it’s not a total loss.”

winning. While she hoped Azalea would make it to the top eight, it wouldn’t have been a

match is about to begin. Please welcome contestant number six

“Finally, it’s my turn!”

into the air. After hovering for a second, the figure vanished and reappeared in

gasped in astonishment at such a bizarre display

the hell was that? Was that Spectral

so fast

it’s a technique that lets the user shorten the distance between steps and allows them to flicker

spectators buzzed

extraordinary techniques. The outcome of each match remained uncertain until the

at the center of the battle ring. His hair flowed despite the still air, and his robes

to keep you waiting.” A booming voice

leaped into the air. He crossed 300 feet in a few light steps and landed on the battle ring. It was

Shade, a disciple of the Shadow Citadel.” With a folding fan in hand, he courteously saluted

good looks elicited gasps of admiration from many female spectators. Although

amazed. She had never seen a man with such breathtaking beauty. If he were a woman, she

over with noticeable disdain. Though his looks were nothing to scoff

your

unaffiliated with any guide. My name is Leigh. Jude

you’re Jude Leigh, ranked tenth on the Legendary List. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Dalen

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