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Chapter 450: Mountain of the Tournament.
The fight for the second group ended, and group after group took the stage.Some matches were short, resolved in a flurry of movement and techniques, while others dragged on longer, some bloody and fierce,yet the crowd never wavered — their cheers and applause cascading through the sanctuary like waves.The sun slowly dipped toward the horizon, painting the marble and crystal of the Grand Sanctuary of Greatness in golden hues, signaling the end of the first round.Finally, the last group of sixteen participants, the final sixteen out of the original 256, ascended the stage.They moved with confidence, standing before their opponents on one of the eight battlefields.Among them, Iren Booker smirked with a predatory edge, his eyes scanning for weakness.In another field, Antonov Gallado stood poised, his aura calm and disciplined.And across yet another battlefield, Elanor Bal held herself like a poised statue of grace and lethal potential.A hush fell across the sanctuary — a tense si
Chapter 449: Rain of a Thousand Petals-Fragile flower.
In the second group, it was as if every other battlefield lost their meaning.The roar of the crowd echoed mostly from one direction — all eyes were fixed on the platform where Nova Sparrow stood.Before her was a man slightly older, his presence calm yet seasoned.His armor gleamed under the sunlight, polished and well-crafted, a mark of someone who had seen both battle and coin.His stance was steady, composed — unmistakably that of a mercenary.The long one-handed sword resting on his waist was plain but carried the aura of experience, and his gaze never once left Nova.Nova, on the other hand, stood silently, unshaken by the deafening cheers around her.Her long hair swayed faintly in the wind, her light robe fluttering like gentle waves of silk.The thin breeze carried a faint fragrance as the fabric outlined the curves of her body, drawing the attention of every onlooker.Whispers spread through the stands — admiration, envy, and for some, shameless desire.A few men even leaned
Chapter 448: Newfound respect—and wariness.
Oasis’s palm shimmered with emerald light, radiant and alive.Then—shooshhh!A burst of compressed wind tore from his hand.The air twisted violently as small gales, glowing in shades of vivid green, spun outward like sharpened whispers.They spiraled from his palm with a sound that resembled a faint whistle—soft at first, then piercing—as they cut through the air in arcs of light.The wind bullets moved so fast that the naked eye could barely follow them; trails of emerald energy lingered briefly before fading, leaving the audience breathless.For an instant, even the battlefield seemed to hold its breath.Budro, who had just begun to unleash more of his martial aura, suddenly froze.His instincts screamed.His eyes widened, pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he realized the storm had already reached him.Then—Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!Each impact landed with the force of a hammer striking stone.Heavy, echoing, relentless.The sound reverberated across the sanctuary,
Chapter 447: Wisdom or Emptiness.
High above the battlefield, in the private section where Amon and Marcellia sat, the morning light filtered through the dome, scattering golden rays that danced across the floor.The wind barely touched their robes, the hum of distant mana filling the vast chamber around them.Amon leaned slightly forward, a curious glint in his eyes as he spoke.“Are you sure that the kid is your nephew,” he asked, voice low yet sharp, “or are you just trying to prevent those old farts from recruiting him into their sects and families?”Marcellia’s eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile tugging at her lips.“How many times do I have to tell you that he is my nephew?” she replied, her tone even but firm.Amon shrugged, leaning back against the carved marble railing.“I’ll just accept your word, then.But there’s still something I don’t understand—the boy sent a parchment requesting a name change just hours after you visited him.That was right after the participants’ parchments were sent last night. Wh
Chapter 446: The Tournament of Youth: First Light.
Noise and color—chants, cheers, and murmurs rolled like waves beneath the radiant dome. Oasis stood among the other participants, his azure eyes calmly observing the expanse before him.His robes swayed lightly in the morning breeze that swept through the open-air sanctum, carrying the mixed scents of incense, sweat, and excitement.“This place is so packed… and very huge,” Oasis thought to himself, eyes narrowing slightly as he scanned the endless crowd. “To think there would be so many participants.”He took in the towering walls of the Sanctuary, the layers of seating filled to the brim, the faint hum of enchantments keeping the immense mana in check.His expression softened, almost amused.“I did well telling Mr. Amon to change my name to Oasis Bluemoon after receiving the tournament brackets last night.Whoever wins this… their name will ring across the kingdom—and perhaps beyond it.Merchants travel far; news like this spreads faster than storms.”His gaze swept the rows of fig
Chapter 445: The Grand Sanctuary of Greatness.
The next morning dawned upon Florentis City, painting its rooftops in gold.The Grand Sanctuary of Greatness, a colossal edifice carved from radiant marble and adorned with sacred sigils, shimmered under the soft glow of the rising sun.Light poured through towering crystal arches, scattering across banners that fluttered with the emblem of the Pecunia Merchant Association.Before the Sanctuary’s monumental gates, the heart of the city pulsed with life.The plaza was overflowing—thousands upon thousands of spectators pressed shoulder to shoulder, their voices merging into a sea of vibrant noise.Merchants cried out offers for mana fruits, talismans, and roasted meats; gamblers gathered around wooden stalls where betting tables rattled beneath hands exchanging coins.The air thrummed with excitement, thick with the scent of incense and sun-warmed stone.The sheer magnitude of the crowd dwarfed even that of the famed auction from days prior—this was the grandest event Florentis had seen
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