April 2024

Everyone was stunned as they watched Brandon suddenly collapse to the ground. Their eyes widened in disbelief, and their mouths hung agape. Nobody had anticipated Brandon, a renowned talent of the Celestial Alliance’s top ten, to be defeated by an unknown opponent. With his reputation, he should have been dominating Group C. They couldn’t understand […]

Carter smirked while looking at the spear thrust toward him. With a swift motion, he faced the attack head-on with his sword. Their weapons collided and created a shockwave of energy. The waves rippled outward like a tide, and it caused their robes to flutter and their hair to stand on end. Both combatants stood firm.

“Get those bets in, quick! Trust me, put your bet on Number 13, Brandon Swift!” “Hey guys, it’s time to hit the jackpot! Don’t miss this golden opportunity!” “Hey, does anyone have treasures to spare? I’ll pay you back with interest once I win those celestial stones!” The gamblers clamored. They jostled forward and were

“You… You used poison?” Number 24 clenched his teeth. His face burned with fury and disbelief. He tried to push himself up, but he felt weak. Even wiggling his fingers felt like a Herculean task. “In the battle ring, fair play reigns supreme,” Number 95 said calmly. “Even resorting to tactics like poison or hidden

Number 24 folded his arms and sized up Number 95 with scorn and disbelief. He couldn’t help but scoff at the sight of the skinny, hobbling kid stepping into the ring. He felt that Number 95 had underestimated the challenge ahead. “Although you’re tall and muscular, it doesn’t mean you can beat me,” Number 95

After the third round of matches wrapped up, the fourth round began. At that moment, Abigail was surrounded by an ever-growing crowd. Even the martial artists watching from afar couldn’t resist joining in. Some came for the thrill, while others couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy. With many martial artists raking in the

When the shadowsteel whip was swung, it crackled with power and delivered precise strikes that were impossible for anyone to dodge. Despite the strength of Number 33’s opponent, he was forced to retreat and unable to close the distance. In mere minutes, the opponent endured a relentless barrage of lashes. His body was marked with

“Miles, do you think we should trust the man in gray and bet on Number 33?” Ruby whispered. She had intended to follow Miles’s lead in placing her bet. But to her surprise, he went with the man in gray’s recommendation and chose to bet on contestant number 33. After all, she didn’t trust strangers.

At that moment, Abigail’s voice rang out. After the second round of betting, many martial artists were drawn over. Initially, there were bystanders just there to watch. But as they got caught up in the excitement, they found it intriguing. Eventually, they decided to jump in and participate. As more and more of them racked

After the second round of betting concluded, there was a mix of joy and frustration at Abigail’s betting table. Winners were on cloud nine, feeling like they had struck gold, while losers were kicking themselves for their choices. “Damn it! I didn’t think that guy would lose so badly. I should’ve gone with Number 36