Chapter 545 Mongrel Victorious (1/2)
Sunny swayed slightly and thrust the Soul Serpent into the ground, leaning on it for support His breath was labored and ragged The wound on his neck had already disappeared, but drops of crimson blood remained on the onyx surface of his fearso crazy
"Mongrel! Mongrel! Mongrel!"
The fight against the noble Queen had not been as savage and bloody as some of his previous ones, but it had been incohters had only ed to land one strike, the mental strain and physical effort the duel had required of the a true battle h trial
Sunny was completely spent… but more than that, he was also bitter and full of fury
'da the crowd any attention, he closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on the dissipating sensation he had felt during the last seconds of the intense battle against the undefeated chaht, after grasping the secret of the elusive Queen, he had coh in his mastery of the Shadow Dance It had been so close that Sunny could practically see it… but in the end, he failed to make the last step There was an invisible obstacle in his way that had pushed him back, one that he didn't kno to overco… all the styles he had absorbed created a vast and solid foundation, but it was not enough At this point, he knew that the probleroundwork Then what? What did he need to do to bring this stage of Shadow Dance to co element? Face even more formidable opponents?
Sunny didn't knohich made him extremely frustrated
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However, he didn't receive any time to savor his frustration or consider the issue deeper, because a thundering voice suddenly drowned out the roar of the crowd
Up on the central tribune, the Saint of the Drea doith a brilliant smile, already in the ht… I won! I arinned behind theit back on his shoulder
The reward… wasn't this why he had entered the tournament in the first place? And now, it was finally ti on and on, showering Sunny with praise
"glory… e… future of huet to the point?!'
Sunny didn't care about all that nonsense, he just wanted to receive his prize and disappear However, he had to stand in the middle of the arena like the world's e of floords flying out of the grandiloquent Saint's uy… uh, woman? this person really likes the sound of their voice, huh…'
At least it gave hi that felt like an eternity, the Saint was finally finished with their long speech and gestured at the representative of Valor
" personally reward the winner!"
As the crowd applauded, the young woman in black armor stood up and approached the parapet of the tribune Then, smiled at the audience and looked down at Sunny
Suddenly, he felt a s wo in a friendly manner, but her eyes were as cold as the sharpest of swords They were also of a strange, vibrant color — bright red, the same as her full lips and vermilion cape With her alabaster skin and raven-black hair, she looked both beautiful and daunting, like a lethal blade
The pressure she exerted could be felt even from where Sunny stood
'A Master'
The young wo all across the arena It sounded friendly enough, as well as strangely faan of clan Valor Congratulations, warrior… ah, what a splendid duel it was! You truly are a worthy winner!"
Sunny stared at her for ahis respect… well, pretending to
San of Valor continued:
"And you are truly worthy of wielding a Mereat clan Valor In fact, your reift you one of my personal ar Sunny had hoped would happen did, indeed, happen! Ascended Morgan seeood mood Whatever it was that a Master of one of the Great Clans had in her arsenal was bound to be good!
The young woman waited for the excited cheers of the crowd to quiet down and looked at him with a curious smile