Half a day had passed, and the sacredke tournament was about to enter the mostpetitive


    phase. Nearly forty participants from all the major families in Nontwa City joined the tournament, and


    Severin’s party totaled eleven level nine royal saints. Other prominent families like the Lischalts and the


    Gahrrs four or five level nine royal saints each, while the remaining contenders represented weaker


    factions such as the mayor’s mansion and other second–tier families.


    Following half a day of battling, sixteen contestants had sessfully secured their advancement.


    Notably, eight out of Severin’s eleven members had sessfully progressed. Diane, She, and Sofia


    were the only ones who failed to advance, given that they had just attained level nine royal saint. Their


    slightly weaker stage was therefore somewhat disadvantageous for them against opponents of the


    same level. However, their valiant efforts resulted in a close contest, and they would have won had luck


    been


    on their side.


    News of the remarkable achievements made by Severin’s group spread rapidly throughout Nontwo


    City, surprising many who had not expected a second–tier family like the Chorteaus to have level nine


    royal


    saints. Spections about the family’s sudden luck and strength abounded, and some even began to


    strike up a conversation with Rourie before the first day’s battles ended.


    Kiyu then announced themencement of the second round, where 16petitors would vie for the


    top ten spots. Severin took the opportunity to distribute pills to Wuhlricht and his group in preparation


    for


    more intense battles ahead.


    The second round promised to be of much greater intensity, as only the strongest participants were


    able


    to advance. Their singr goal was to secure a top–ten ranking and the coveted chance to enter the


    sacredke. Breaking through to supreme saint was the ultimate aim, and the sacredke was the only


    possible route avable for one to achieve that. Those who failed would have to wait twenty years


    before


    getting another shot at it. A royal saint might be able to live for a thousand years, but there was no


    guarantee that one would always get a chance to enter the sacredke.


    The first match ended with both contestants battered and bloody, ending in their eventual removal from


    the arena by the mayor due to their severe injuries and exhaustion.


    Kiyu’s announcement of the next match caught the attention of the spectators. “The next round will


    feature Severin and Thoroldr


    The crowd gasped, as a match between Severin and Thorold would only stir much spection and


    anticipation.


    “They’re going head–to–head now!”


    “Do you think Severin can defeat Thorold?”


    “I have my doubts. Thorold is an inner disciple of the Deifirm Sect, and he has the Thunderbolt


    Constitution. His lightning–basedbat techniques are formidable, and facing him at such an early


    stage of the second round might be too tough for Severin.”


    “What a shame.”


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    The spectators were unaware of the true feud that existed between Severin and Thorold, but they had


    already begun to express sympathy for Severin’s challenging situation. In their view, Thorold was going


    to go all out on Severin after thetter killed one of Gahrrs‘ elders in the previous round.