"Who's next?" Vaan nonchalantly asked.
The closest warriors to Vaan immediately took a step back with awkward expressions. Their faces became hot from embarrassment and shame, but they also felt as if they had been slapped as well.
It didn't take a genius to realize how much strength was put into that single slap – it contained the force of a Rank 3 Body Refiner, at the very least!
Meanwhile, everyone else was only Rank 2 Body Refiners or Aura Masters!
What kind of spar could they possibly hope for by challenging the Pendragon? They were simply asking for a beating!
But who could have known such a small body would possess so much strength?
Suddenly, all the warriors who thought they could gain fame by defeating Vaan felt ashamed. There was no quick road to success. Their glorious future could only be forged by the blood and sweat of their hard work.
"No one? Then, I'm leaving—"
"I'd like to have a spar with you, Sir."
