Chapter 2283 A Battle for Chanaea’s Pride

“Loudmouths.”

“So full of themselves.”

“These Shoiyans need to be taught a lesson!”

The Chapel of Oros friars may have been disciplined men, but even they had their limits.

The Shoiyan had been pushing their luck for too long.

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“Peace be with you.” The Zen Master bowed again, though a trace of frustration flickered in his eyes. “Mr. Yorick, if this is truly about settling the past, then I have no choice but to face you to ensure today’s ceremony proceeds without further disruption.”

His voice remained steady but firm. “However, let it be known–I do not claim to be the peak of Chanaean martial arts. If I win, I ask the Shoiyan martial artists to leave in good faith and end their intimidation. If I lose, that does not mean Chanaea’s martial arts are lacking-”

A burst of laughter cut him off.

Kellan and the Shoiyans sneered.

“What’s this? Already coming up with excuses before the fight even begins?”

“You’re the so–called leader of the Eight Supremes, the face of Chanaea’s martial arts. Why deny it now?”

“Bald friar, even without hair, you should at least have some pride!”

The Shoiyans mocked freely, fueling the hostility.

Gwain and Aora arrived just in time to hear the insults.

For a moment, Gwain wanted to claim his title as Chanaea’s strongest martial artist.

Then his gaze landed on Yorick–his commanding presence, the way the very air around him seemed to bend under his aura.

The memory of his three past defeats flashed through Gwain’s mind.

Speaking out at this moment would be a grave error. If he were confronted and ultimately lost in front of the entire country, it would ruin his reputation.

Aora, always quick to poke fun, smirked. “Hah! Gwain, are you letting the Zen Master take your title as number one?”

“Hmph, this isn’t my fight,” Gwain muttered, swiftly retreating toward the Lannister family’s camp.

Aora chuckled, seeing right through him.

Yet before he could get comfortable, Wyatt turned to him. “Mr. Gwain, you’re back just in time. I’m not sure Zen Master can handle this. Maybe you—”

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to finish the job. He’d walk away as a hero with

paid him no mind. Instead, his attention remained locked on Zen

me before, you never gave me a chance to speak,” he

exhaled, hands clasped together, and murmured, “Mr. Yorick, it has been twenty years. I never thought you would hold onto this grudge for so long. Very well–let us settle

The Chanaeans crowd erupted.

them who we

in

cover the prayer ceremony,

wasn’t just

for the fighter but for

years, maybe centuries, this moment would be

No

Defeat would mean disgrace.

stepped into the center of the arena, the crowd instinctively stepped back, making way for the

ordered Imperial Guards to

rushed to Chester’s side, helping

Chester refused to leave. His bloodshot eyes remained locked on the two grandmasters standing at the

gusts of wind swirling through the air–a clear

power.

his frustration, Chester knew

Yorick was right.

miles away from reaching their level. He couldn’t even see

to stand among them?” Chester muttered, bitterness in

Wendy comforted him softly, keeping

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group had finally arrived, but someone was already waiting for them before they could

and Mackenzie stepped out of their

“Emmanuel, you’re finally here.”

It was Veronica.

greeted them with her usual calm demeanor, but the sharp glint in her eyes revealed she had

asked, “Ms. Veronica, were you waiting

take the same route as Mr. Hale,

rumble

and Mackenzie turned–and their eyes

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