Harvey grunted and soon returned, a long sword cradled in his arms. The weapon was encased in a dark green sheath, faint runes carved along its surface. Even before it was drawn, a sharp, restless aura leaked from within, as though the blade itself were eager for blood.Bruce took the sword from Harvey and held it out to Adam with both hands. His expression was solemn, as if he were entrusting something precious.“This is my Wind Sword,” Bruce said slowly. “It’s been with me for over twenty years. The blade is forged from windsteel and tempered with spirit veins. It’s unbelievably sharp—sharp enough to cut through most divine weapons if you strike at the right angle.”He paused, then added in a low voice, “Flynn’s sword techniques are fierce and relentless. Don’t clash with him head-on using techniques. Instead, wait for the right moment. If you can break his sword, the battle will be over.”Adam accepted the sword, feeling a faint vibration travel up his arm the moment his fingers cl

“Please give me a moment,” Adam said calmly.Before anyone could react, he turned and walked toward the bookmaker’s stall set up near the edge of the beach. After spending nearly everything he had on the Divine Code, he was practically strapped for liquid cash. Naturally, he wasn’t about to let such a golden opportunity to make money slip past him.The bookmaker’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Adam approach.“Mr. Manchester!” he greeted enthusiastically. “Are you here to place a bet as well?”“That’s right,” Adam replied casually. “I’m betting on my own victory.”He placed a card on the table. “Six hundred and thirty million dollars.”A ripple of murmurs swept through the nearby spectators.“All on himself?”“That’s insane!”“If he loses, he’ll be completely broke!”The bookmaker froze for half a second before breaking into a broad smile.“Mr. Manchester, you’re truly generous,” he said warmly as he quickly confirmed the transaction. “I pray for your victory.”In truth, the bookmaker

Bruce replied after a brief pause, his gaze fixed firmly on the battlefield.“I can’t say for certain who will win yet,” he said slowly, “but one thing is clear—Adam’s speed surpasses Flynn’s by a noticeable margin. Even if he can’t defeat Flynn outright, he’s already proven himself to be a truly formidable opponent.”His words did little to soothe Leah’s nerves.This was not a friendly spar or a test of skill—it was a life-and-death duel. Even if the two men were evenly matched, a single mistake could cost Adam his life. Leah’s heart pounded violently in her chest as she watched every exchange, afraid to even blink.Two full minutes passed.In that short span of time, hundreds of moves had already been exchanged.Yet Flynn York—one of the most celebrated geniuses of the younger generation—had not landed a single blow on Adam.Even more astonishing was Adam’s attitude throughout the fight. He hadn’t counterattacked once. He hadn’t even drawn his sword.He simply moved.Step by step, b

Bradley’s eyes burned with frost as he fixed his gaze on Bruce.“Bruce Sanders,” he said coldly, his voice dripping with hostility, “this is none of your business. Stay out of it.”“Stay out of it?” Bruce let out a sharp snort, stepping forward half a pace. “Are you calling me a busybody?” His tone hardened. “That young man is my future son-in-law. How could I stand by and do nothing when you were about to kill him?”Bruce swept a glance across the stunned crowd before continuing, his voice ringing clearly.“More importantly, your son challenged Adam to a duel—one-on-one, life and death. Everyone here witnessed it. According to the rules, no one is allowed to interfere. Yet you shamelessly barged in, saved your son, and even tried to assassinate Adam. Aren’t you afraid of becoming the laughingstock of Cosmo Island?”A murmur rippled through the spectators.Many nodded silently, their expressions conflicted but clear. Flynn had indeed initiated the duel, and Adam had already gained the

Romeo’s eyes hardened as killing intent surged through him when he voiced that suggestion. The casual way he said it sent a chill through the air. For a brief moment, the cramped room fell silent.Dracula frowned deeply, his fingers tapping against the table as he weighed the consequences.“Joining forces to kill him isn’t the issue,” he said slowly. “But Adam Manchester is now the future son-in-law of the Sanders family. If they find out we’re responsible, we won’t just be in trouble—we’ll be erased.”Romeo fell silent at those words.Everyone in the room understood what the Sanders family represented. Their influence spanned continents, their power rooted not only in wealth but also in terrifying martial strength. Romeo’s Redblood Organization and Dracula’s Deadskull Organization might rule the underworld, but in front of the Sanders family, they were nothing more than ants begging not to be crushed.Selena, who had been leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, suddenly spoke