An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Though Dalen had been defeated, his fanbase didn’t seem to care. His female supporters were still going wild, chanting his name. It was a scene unlike anything the other contestants had experienced.

Being good-looking definitely had its perks.

“Mr. Shade, are you alright?” Ruby asked with genuine concern as Dalen returned to his seat.

“It’s just a minor injury. Nothing serious.” He shook his head with a smile, though a hint of melancholy and regret lingered in his eyes.

Dalen had entered the tournament to make a name for himself and prove he was as good as anyone. Finishing in the top eight was respectable, but he had aimed for more.

Unfortunately, his strength had fallen short, and he stumbled at the threshold of the final four. Still, losing to Fenley was something he accepted wholeheartedly.

“You’ve done well, Mr. Shade. Many disciples from the major guilds are nowhere near your level. Don’t be too hard on yourself,” Crystal comforted him.

“Yeah. You’re way better than me. I didn’t even make it to the top sixteen. Just look at you. You’re famous and have a ton of supporters. You’re impressive,” Miles chimed in.

In this tournament, not only had he failed to achieve a good ranking, but he was also gravely injured. Half of his body was wrapped in bandages.

On the other side, Aurora beamed at Fenley. “You

have been a tough fight.” He didn’t let his success go to his head. His earlier opponents were nothing more than

it to the semifinals. Just two

unwavering

path to the championship won’t be easy,” Fenley said. His gaze drifted toward Glenn, who sat calmly with

the championship. The rest of Fenley’s wins wouldn’t mean a thing

ended, there was a break. With plenty of time today, things moved at a steady

time to prepare for the next round. Once the music and dance performance ended, the second match

list before announcing, “The second match is between contestant number two, Glenn Hadley, and

the match was announced, murmurs swept through the crowd. Glenn and Emeret were Sword

guild isn’t having the best luck. Your disciples are set to face each other. What a tragedy!” Alloy said sarcastically, shaking his

of them, so who would let that slip away? If they clashed, there would be bloodshed. Alloy could only sit back

guild. Even if one of us gets

with two Sword Union disciples making it to the top eight. Both seemed to have had the opportunity to reach the semifinals, but that certainty was fading fast

be concerned about your two prized disciples tearing each other apart,” Alloy smirked. “They’re both geniuses. Losing one would