Kiyu's eyes widened as he witnessed Thorold being rendered unconscious, severely injured, and knocked out of the arena. He never thought that Thorold would suffer defeat, especially not at such a swift pace.
Despite the turmoil that was building up in his heart, he had to continue with his duties as the organizer of the tournament and rose to his feet to announce the results. "The winner is Severin!"
The venue sank into an unexpected silence. The shock of witnessing the defeat of a renowned genius like Thorold reverberated through the audience. The fight did not even last very long. Gasps of disbelief erupted from the crowd, and many people could only watch on in stunned silence.
"Thorold…lost?!"
"But how?! He's an inner disciple of the Deifirm Sect, and he has the Thunderbolt Constitution too!"
"Severin defeated Thorold in less than ten moves! Just how strong is he?"
"When did such a powerful individual show up in our city?"
Jangar took a deep breath. He shared the same goal as Thorold, which was to secure first place in the tournament. The ranking would then grant him four slots to enter the sacred lake, thus allowing him to lead several of his family members to train there and secure a breakthrough. He had initially considered Thorold to be his main competition, but he soon realized that Severin was a dark horse that stood in his way. Going by Severin's performance, it was quite certain that Severin was gunning for the top spot too!
Jangar exhaled and retracted his gaze. "My specialty is swordsmanship. I've been training for over a decade now, and I've grasped true swordwill. The sect elders have praised my potential to become a saint in the future, and I shall use you as a stepping stone to achieve success!"
Having calmed himself down, Jangar's body resonated with swordwill as his eyes were ablaze with determination.
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