..The unexpected declaration rippled through the crowd like a shockwave, sending waves of surprise and confusion across the arena. Before the duel could even commence, Hendrix’s opponent, Jay Williams, had already thrown in the towel, surrendering without so much as raising a fist. The spectators, who had been brimming with anticipation for the intense battle, stood in stunned silence, frozen by the unexpected turn of events. Slowly, the murmurs and whispers began to ripple through the crowd, spreading like wildfire. Some voices expressed disappointment, others understanding, and a few, particularly the more bloodthirsty onlookers, expressed outright fury at being robbed of the spectacle they had come to witness.Jay’s decision, however, was not entirely surprising to those who truly understood the situation. It was a decision born out of pure logic and survival instinct. Hendrix, known throughout the arena as an unstoppable force, was a titan in battle—a force of nature who obliter

..Everyone was shocked when they witnessed Flynn throw in the towel so abruptly. Even the invigilator stood frozen in place, his expression mirroring the disbelief that rippled through the crowd. Their faces were all painted with the same question, one that hung heavily in the air:Why did Flynn of the Scarlet Justice forfeit the duel?In the world of martial arts, fighters only forfeited duels when they were certain there was absolutely no chance of winning against their opponent. It was a last resort, a mark of humility or, in some cases, fear. The audience had understood when the fighter in the earlier duel against Hendrix had forfeited, recognizing Hendrix’s superior strength. But this? This was entirely unexpected, especially from someone like Flynn, a renowned member of the Scarlet Justice. Flynn was a divine slayer martial artist—a title not given lightly, and a reputation he had earned through sheer power and countless victories. To see him back down like this was baffling.

. . “W-what just happened?…” “I don’t kn—“ “My goodness! Bloody hell…” The audience erupted into gasps of shock and murmurs of disbelief as they stared at the outcome of the unfolding scene before them. Each person seemed stunned, their eyes wide with astonishment at what had just taken place on the battlefield. Of all the spectators, the person whose expression showed the most disbelief was none other than Logan himself. “What…?” Logan muttered, his voice barely audible, as his eyes widened in sheer shock. His entire body trembled, and his gaze shuddered as he looked at the impossible sight in front of him—Hendrix, standing effortlessly, his hand casually gripping Logan’s fist in mid-air as if it was nothing. “What a powerful attack…” Hendrix remarked calmly, his voice level and almost bored. “It indeed has the potential to cause an incredible amount of destruction, and it might even win a battle under different circumstances. However, unfortunately for you, it won’t reach me

..Landon had come to understand that Logan was not only a skilled martial artist but also a man of great character and integrity. He had witnessed how Logan carried himself with a good heart, always showing kindness despite the harsh world of martial arts in which they both lived. Logan was strong, not just in his abilities, but in his sense of honor. Out of all the martial artists Landon had encountered in his life, Logan stood out as the most honorable. Even though they had only known each other for a few hours, Landon had quickly realized that Logan had become more than just an acquaintance. Somehow, in that short span of time, they had formed a bond—a friendship. And Landon wasn’t going to let his friend die—not like this, not for no good reason.Determination surged through him as he made his decision. He couldn't just stand by and watch Logan be killed in cold blood. He had to act. Without a second thought, Landon dashed forward toward Hendrix, his intent clear: he was going

..“That’s the guy who almost attacked Hendrix just now! It looks like he’s up for the next duel!”“Really? I can’t wait to see how he will perform!” someone exclaimed with enthusiasm.“Hmph! He’s acting so boastful to think he can actually defeat Hendrix. He better defeat his opponent now because it would be a shame if he loses!” another voice chimed in, filled with skepticism.“Yeah, losing will only prove that all his bravado from a few minutes ago was nothing but bluster! I’m sure that’s all it is.”As these discussions swirled around him, Landon and Muzan stood at the center of the stage, the tension palpable in the air.Landon heard the opinions being shared by the crowd, but he chose to ignore them completely. At that moment, he couldn’t care less about what others thought. All that occupied his mind was how he was going to make Hendrix pay for what he had done. Initially, Landon didn’t have anything too personal against Hendrix; he simply wanted to help Ashley. However, Hend