"Hmm?" Maximus's pupils dilated. He didn't expect Dustin to grab his swor
d with bare fingers. It appeared that he had underestimated Dustin's shee
r talent and confidence. Still, he was unflustered by the strength of his
opponent. Quite the opposite–the stronger the opponent, the more excited
he felt. He was getting more belligerent as a result.
"Return!" With the wave of a hand, Maximus called his sword back from Dus
tin's fingers. The sword came flying back like a serpent.
"Oh?" Dustin was rather surprised by the move. Although he had reined in
his capabilities to match his
opponent at the earthly level, he acknowledged Maximus' talent from how M
aximus managed to free the weapon from his grip.
"Look out! I'll show
you my Illusory Sword Technique!" Maximus dropped a reminder before wavin
g his sword again. In one move, his sword split into hundreds and thousan
ds of different swords. The gleaming blades danced around, weaving a conf
using web of swords within ten meters around them. The mind–
boggling amount of swords made it hard to discern the actual sword from t
he illusory ones.
"Wow! It is the Illusory Sword
Technique! Looks like Maximus Kane is getting serious!"
"I heard that no one could fight off the Illusory Sword Technique. That p
unk is going to lose!"
"Kill! Kill! kill him!"
There was an uproar among the audience. Some were shocked, some were conc
erned, and some were merely adding insult to injury. Soon, Dustin vanishe
d in the midst of the illusory swords in front of their eyes. He and Maxi
mus were nowhere to be seen, leaving only the blinding shine of blades da
ncing in the ring. The audience glued their eyes to the match and struggl
ed to figure out which of them was making the moves. Even so, they couldn
't take their eyes off the climactic fight for fear of missing out on the
highlights.
Dustin, the black horse, had garnered all the attention that night by fig
hting alone against Mr. Williams' lineup. Earlier, he took down two maste
rs in the top ten of The Hundred Immortals. Even if he lost the fight aga
inst Maximus, he still won himself the right to feel proud of his accompl
ishments.
Three minutes later, the audience heard the clanking of metal as the web
of illusory swords suddenly vanished. A figure, who seemed to have taken
a bad blow, stumbled speedily toward the edge of the ring.
where he finally managed to steady himself.
Everyone focused on the figure and realized that it was Maximus! As for D
ustin, he stood in the middle of the
ring without moving, remaining in the same position as before.
"What happened? Who won?" The audience exchanged glances in confusion. Du
stin and Maximus looked
unharmed, but one appeared poised while the other looked grim.
"Sir, you are indeed talented, I'll give you that. I concede defeat." Aft
er a long silence, Maximus finally opened
his mouth.
"He conceded?" The audience gasped. What was going on? The two of them st
ood there uninjured. No one had the upper hand yet, but why did Maximus c
oncede defeat? Could he have been bought off by the Harmons, just like th
e King of Kicks?
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"Max, what is that nonsense? Us Boulderthorn guild men never concede defe
at! Murder that punk!" Brody stood up and bellowed after recovering from
the initial shock.
"Shut up!" Maximus scoffed. "You have to admit defeat when you know it. T
here's no shame in admitting you're not as good as your opponent!"
The audience might not be able to tell, but he was well aware of the trut
h.