Even if the Healers Valley wanted to remain neutral, the Valiant Union might not allow it. Xayne might disagree with it as well. This matter was black and white, there was no middle ground."Yes, neutrality. Even though Xayne has always managed to escape danger, this time, he won't. Without that wildcard, Xayne is as good as dead!" Haqin said calmly.He paused, his gaze steady. "We can't stake everything on such a risky situation. Neutrality may not be easy, but it's not impossible. Don't disparage Xayne, and don't provoke him either. Regardless of who makes a move, we don't. That's neutrality. The Valiant Union is not an enemy we can afford to offend, but neither is Xayne. Do you understand?"As Haqin finished speaking, the room fell silent. Everyone exchanged uneasy glances. This was the first time Haqin had so confidently declared that Xayne wouldn't survive without some unforeseen twist of fate."Master, are you saying Xayne will lose to Onyx? But, Master, look at this…" The el

In the world of kickboxing arts, while Chiron's path wasn't pioneered, his legendary strength and bravery had always been the ideal admired by those in Wyncock. As such, any major events or ceremonies in Wyncock were customarily held at this altar, a place steeped in history and reverence.For centuries, this site had been the central gathering ground for Wyncock. Encircling the altar were tiers of wooden pavilions, divided into three levels. Only those with the highest seniority or most distinguished status were permitted to ascend to the top level, granting them a commanding view of the proceedings below. Smaller circles and individuals of lower rank were relegated to the first floor or left standing outside.The area around the altar was a sea of people, numbering in the thousands. This turnout alone demonstrated the unparalleled influence of the Valiant Union. Even esteemed circles like White Blossom Mountain had sent representatives, elevating the event's prestige and further

Miles maintained a polite smile, his tone brimming with courtesy. Floyd turned his head slightly to glance at Miles, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint smirk. He responded only with a dismissive snort before turning to nod briefly at Onyx. Without hesitation, he strode confidently to a seat near the main stage and sat down as though he owned the place.The unanimous impression everyone in the room had of Floyd was his arrogance. But his arrogance wasn't baseless. Forget about the Heavenly Peak standing behind him, Floyd's abilities alone were enough to overshadow 99% of the kickboxing artists present."Zoro, this guy is so cocky. He even ignored Miles's greeting!" Lowes whispered as he glanced at Floyd."Cocky? Do you even know who he is?" Zoro stroked his beard, glancing at Lowes with amusement and disdain."Isn't he just a disciple from the Heavenly Peak?" Lowes frowned, his expression clouded with confusion.Zoro shook his head with a chuckle. "You've heard of Klink,

"Let me tell you the truth, anyone up there on that stage could take you down without breaking a sweat. Face it, today's your last day. Are you still so deluded you don't see the reality? No one can save you, not Drakonia, the Emperor, or even Wyncock. No one here today will speak for you, not even Elder Waze. They don't have the standing! "Do you think you can take on all these people with your meager skills? Kill everyone in this arena?" Chad's voice rose, his fury unmistakable as he jabbed a finger at the broken blade and shattered shield near Xayne. "Do you even recognize those?" he shouted, his face contorted in rage, his voice trembling with barely contained anger."These are relics of a legendary warrior! If I kill you with them today, not even the Emperor will dare say a word against it. No one will avenge you! Are you scared now, Xayne?" Chad continued.Chad wasn't naive enough to think Xayne would just surrender. He was here for one thing only which was to reclaim his dig

The echo of drums and horns reverberated across the grounds, signaling the official start of the ceremony to summon the War God, Chiron.From this moment on, silence was mandatory. No one could whisper or cause any disruption. Elder Waze clenched his fists, his face twisted with suppressed rage as he glared at Onyx. But Onyx remained indifferent, giving a slight wave to the white-haired elder by his side.The elder stepped forward, holding a ceremonial scroll, and began reading aloud in a steady, commanding voice: "We call upon the War God Chiron to witness this day's battles. Life or death, all grievances shall end here!"The elder's voice resonated through the air, its weight undeniable. But Elder Waze's face darkened as the reading concluded."What?" Elder Waze shot up, his eyes wide with fury. The scroll's original wording had been clear: the battles were for skill and growth, with no malice or intent to harm. Yet the elder had deliberately twisted it into a life-and-death decr