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Chapter 29: The Duel That Must Be Won
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Chapter 29: The Duel That Must Be Won

The XAO Training Center was a marvel of modern architecture, an emblem of precision and power. The moment Max stepped inside, he was met with an atmosphere that exuded discipline and authority.

The vast entrance hall stretched before him, its polished floor gleaming under the soft glow of overhead lights. The entire space was a seamless blend of technology and artistry—sleek, metallic walls adorned with intricate geometric patterns that pulsed faintly with embedded circuits.

Two long counters stood at the north and east ends of the hall, manned by receptionists in dark, impeccably tailored uniforms. They worked with quiet efficiency, fingers dancing across holographic panels as they processed information at an almost mechanical pace. Their faces remained neutral, professional—trained to maintain unwavering composure.

Above them, the ceiling was a breathtaking fusion of deep sapphire blue and golden hues, mimicking a sky caught in perpetual dusk. S
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