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"I'll ask once more, who else wishes to challenge the Kimboku warrior?" Quincy spoke up again.
He truly wished for a skilled martial artist to come forward voluntarily, defeat Marco, and bring honor to
the country.
Otherwise, he would have to step in himself.
"What's the matter? Is no one brave enough to challenge our master?"
The butler sneered and continued his provocation, "It looks like the rumors are true. You
Dragonmarshians are just weak and cowardly eastern scoundrels!"
His statement stirred an uproar among the crowd.
"You fucking asshole! What did you just say? I'll fucking kill you!"
"You son of bitch! Don't you mess with us!"
"How dare you insult us! I swear to god, I'll kill all of you!"
The martial artists roared in fury, clenching their teeth with simmering resentment.
Several impulsive young men even made a move to charge forward, but Quincy stopped them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven in the rare case that they were able to defeat Marco, turning the duel into a brawl would
undoubtedly stain the reputation of Dragonmarsh's martial artists.
They would not only be labeled as eastern scoundrels but also be branded as martial artists without
principles who couldn't accept defeat gracefully.
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"All you Dragonmarshians seem to know is how to rage. If you really got the skills, then prove it in a
duel," the butler taunted.
"Enough!" Quincy's expression turned icy. He said darkly, "You want a fight? Then fight me!"
"Ha! Couldn't hold back any longer, huh?" The butler smirked. "Quincy Douglas, you're a prominent
figure in the Celestial Alliance.
"If you suffer defeat today, it won't just be a personal humiliation but a disgrace to the entire Celestial
Alliance. Have you really made up your mind?"
Defeating a few insignificant individuals was nothing special. Marco's reputation would only soar if he
could defeat someone of Quincy's stature.
"Hmph! I've traversed the realms of martial arts for countless years. While I won't say that I'm
invincible, I'm certainly not someone who would suffer defeat in the hands of just anyone,” Quincy
declared coldly.
Oh, is that so? Well, let's wait and see," The butler sneered before stepping to the side.
"Hold on."
Just as Quincy was about to start the duel, Dustin suddenly stepped forward and declared confidently,
"Elder Douglas, you stepping in is overkill. Allow me."
As soon as the words left his lips, all eyes were on Dustin. A murmur of surprise rippled through the
crowd as they scrutinized him.
No one expected Dustin to take on the challenge at this crucial moment.
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"Hey! Do you even realize what you're saying? Even Vincent was defeated. What makes you think you
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmare a match for that brat? Come on, just take a look at yourself!" Ruby snorted.
How dare an unknown martial artist issue a challenge? He was overestimating himself!
"As someone who went through the experience, let me offer you a piece of advice. Don't embarrass
yourself.
"You aren't even my match, how could you possibly go against that brat?" Miles rebuked him like an
elder lecturing a junior.
"This battle carries significant consequences. Just to be safe, it's better to let Elder Douglas have this
fight," Crystal cautioned.
Dustin might have the skills, but right now, Dragonmarsh could no longer afford to lose.
"Who are you?" Quincy turned around and sized Dustin up carefully. He frowned slightly, "Young man,
which sect are you from, and who is your master?"
"I belong to no sect and have no master. I'm just a lone wanderer," Dustin replied truthfully.
"No sect and no master?" Quincy's brows furrowed deeper.
It was utter recklessness for someone to challenge Marco without even having a proper martial sect.
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