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Many among the crowd were moved by Vincent's fearlessness. Despite his defeat, he still held his
head high, refusing to submit to Marco.
It was a commendable spirit that served as a lesson for everyone present.
However, with Vincent now seriously injured, and his weapon snapped in half, he would only end up
jeopardizing his life if the battle continued.
A prodigy like Vincent should not just meet his end here.
"Vincent Lenim! The results are clear. Stop being stubborn and withdraw immediately!" Quincy
rebuked.
Even though the Celestial Alliance had numerous disciples, only a few of them were truly talented, and
Vincent was one of them.
As a semi-grandmaster, Vincent should feel proud for holding his ground against a grandmaster for that
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlong, and Quincy did not wish to see him endanger his life recklessly for a momentary outcome.
"As long as I'm still standing, I won't admit defeat!" Vincent roared, the broken half of his spear still in
hand.
With that, he took a step forward and charged at Vincent.
"Nonsense!" Quincy couldn't take it any longer and moved forward instantly, striking at Vincent's nape
with a knife hand strike.
Vincent groaned and went limp, passing out.
"Someone get him treated this instant!" At Quincy's order, two Celestial Alliance disciples lifted Vincent
up and carried him away.
Vincent's departure plunged the atmosphere into desolation. They had lost two battles. It was
embarrassing to see the brat suppress the crowd even with the number of martial artists present.
If they didn't win the third battle, they would turn into a worldwide joke.
"It's the second battle, and once again, my master claimed victory. You have one last chance. If it still
ends in defeat, don't blame me for ridiculing the lack of talent in Dragonmarsh!" the butler gloated.
"Who else wants to give it a try?" Quincy scanned his surroundings, hoping to find a suitable contender.
Despite the murmurs that swept through the crowd, no one dared to step forward. Those who caught
Quincy's gaze, especially, lowered their heads inexplicably.
Who would dare step forward and risk humiliating themselves when even a formidable expert like
Vincent the Spearhawk was defeated?
In the current situation, it seemed like only those ranked on the Legendary List would be able to defeat
Marco.
However, were any of them among the crowd now?
"Crystal, what should we do now? That brat is too strong. If even Vincent couldn't defeat him, who else
would be able to take him on?" Ruby was growing anxious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs a patriotic youth, she couldn't tolerate that brat's arrogance on Dragonmash soil.
"It looks like we would only be able to turn the situation in our favor if Elder Douglas intervenes
personally." Crystal appeared solemn.
She now knew that Marco was a grandmaster, and only Quincy would be his match among the crowd.
"Elder Douglas would undoubtedly claim victory with his skills. However, with his seniority, his win won't
be an honorable one." Miles shook his head.
Quincy was the Celestial Alliance's guardian and held a high prestige in the martial world. It would be
outrageous to have such a prominent figure duel a young brat.
"It doesn't matter! We just need to claim victory and regain our dignity! We can't just let him carry on
with his arrogance!" Rudy exclaimed indignantly.
Since they had lost two consecutive matches, they couldn't afford to lose the final match as well. They
had to win, even if it was through unfair means.
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