Jangar had just risen from his seat when he heard his opponent conceding defeat. He sat back with a


    wry smile, believing that only Thorold and Severin were his true adversaries in the tournament.


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    He nced calmly at Severin who had just returned to the Chorteau’s waiting area and had a sh of


    determination in his eyes. “I can’t wait to face you next!”


    mentster, Kiyu called Wuhlricht’s name for the next round. “We shall now invite the Chorteaus‘


    honorary elder, Wuhlricht usch to take his position in the arena!”


    Wuhlricht’s opponent was Tonnie, the Lischalts‘ fifth elder. Tonnie’s aura was almost simr to that of


    the Walpens‘ members the other day. Wuhlricht nced at his opponent and stepped onto the arena,


    whereupon his opponent emanated a burst of terrifying energy that created a gust of wind in the arena.


    Rourie could not help his curiosity as he asked Severin. “Do you think Elder Wuhlricht will win?”


    Given their familiarity with the Lischalts, the Chorteaus were well aware of Tonnie’s reputation within


    Nontwo City. By contrast, Wuhlricht’s strength remained a mystery due to his deliberate concealment of


    it, and Rourie was not entirely confident that Wuhlricht would emerge victorious.


    Severin waved his hand and assured Rourie, “Yes. My father–inw will win.” He was stating a fact


    rather than simply making baseless boasts. Though Wuhlricht had hidden his true attainment since


    they arrived


    at the Bleurealm, he had a profound understanding of Wuhlricht’s formidable capabilities and believed


    that Wuhlricht had what it took to defeat the opponent! After all, Wuhlricht was previously the Skyblue


    Sect’s leader, and he was even able to handle two opponents perfectly fine!


    During that brief conversation, Wuhlricht and Tonnie had already engaged inbat. Their techniques


    were executed with such speed that it almost seemed as though everything was a blur. The


    shockwaves


    resulting from their exchange reverberated throughout the air, and the spectators were in awe of their


    dazzling disy ofbat techniques. It was a rather even fight.


    Over at the waiting area, Thorold’s attention was focused solely on the contest. He cursed under his


    breath, “Just how lucky can the Chorteaus be? How is their honorary elder so strong?”


    He returned to his family with the intention of securing a ce at the sacredke for his family


    members,


    as that would allow them to join the sect and serve him once they became level nine royal saints.


    Unfortunately, he did not expect to face such challenges from Jangar and Severin.


    He then continued to observe the fight in the arena. Tonnie gave it his all, and his aura surged forth as


    he


    executed his techniques. s, his inability to prate Wuhiricht’s defense led Thorold to conclude


    that


    the battle was all but lost. Wuhlricht’s victory was inevitable, for all that needed to be done was to


    capitalize on Tonnie’s exhaustion at the right moment. Thorold epted that oue and closed his


    Severin’s earlier prediction came to fruition as Wuhlricht relied on his robust foundation to defeat


    Tonnie.


    He earned recognition from many, though somewhat less sensational than Severin’s triumph over Janik