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Chapter 38: Thunder at the Gates
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The Grand Coliseum of the Capital Martial Academy roared with the deafening thunder of a hundred thousand spectators. High above the stadium, massive crimson banners snapped in the howling wind, carrying the golden crests of the Imperial Education Ministry and the High Command.

In the royal viewing boxes, high-ranking military commanders, guild leaders, and noble patriarchs sat in tense silence. Everyone knew what was truly at stake. The champion of today’s Regional Advancement Tournament Final
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