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"I'm the disciple of the Sword Union! Let me deal with that bastard!"
Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.
It was Miles, who had just arrived at the scene. He had come for some fun but ended up witnessing a
warrior from the Kimboku being all boastful. Being a passionate young man and a disciple of the Sword
Union, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Miles, that guy is pretty tough. Dealing with him won't be easy. Don't rush into things," Crystal,
standing next to him, advised.
Even though Miles was talented and had joined the Sword Union for a few years, he still lacked
experience and finesse.
While handling a Divine-level martial artist presented no issue for him, dealing with an elite would prove
to be a more demanding task.
He shrugged it off, saying, "Crystal, isn't he just a brat? What's so great about him? While my sword
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtskills might not match up to yours, handling that brat is a breeze!"
Miles jumped into the martial world not too long ago, full of big dreams. Now, with a great opportunity in
front of him, he wasn't about to back down.
Crystal warned earnestly, subtly reminding him, "Miles, don't make the mistake of underestimating your
opponent. Think before you act.
"This warrior from Kimboku daring to challenge martial artists near the Sacred Wyrm Summit isn't just
anybody. Charging in recklessly might lead you right into their trap."
Seeing Marco daring to challenge martial artists at the Sacred Wyrm Summit indicated that he must be
an exceptional individual from Kimboku.
Given Miles' current strength, it was obvious that he was not a match for Marco.
"Crystal, have some faith in me, okay? I'm the same age as that brat. I can't believe I'm inferior to him."
Ignoring the advice, he kept raising his hand for the challenge.
Due to the Sword Union's excellent reputation, many people turned their attention toward them.
"Young man, are you the disciple of the Sword Union?" Quincy asked, drawn by Miles' loud voice.
"Yes!" Miles promptly showed his Sword Union disciple badge to confirm his affiliation.
"Great... You're indeed the Sword Union disciple!" Quincy nodded in satisfaction upon seeing the
badge. "Young man, what's your name?" "I'm Miles. Nice to meet you, Elder Douglas!" Miles nodded
respectfully, full of excitement. Now in the spotlight, he could feel his adrenaline pumping.
"Miles, do you think you can beat Marco?" Quincy inquired.
"Well, I can't promise for sure, but I believe I have a good chance!" Miles replied confidently.
"Great! That's excellent!" Quincy chuckled.
He added, "I've heard that Sword Union disciples are outstanding, and today, I see it's not all talk.
"Since you're so confident, you'll be representing Dragonmarsh in the battle. Remember, only victory is
acceptable. There's no room for defeat!"
"No problem!" Miles nodded respectfully. "Even if I have to risk my life, I'll defeat the warriors from
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKimboku and bring glory to our nation!"
"Excellent! Well said!"
The crowd applauded to show their support for Miles' determination.
Although the Celestial Alliance held the most influence and members in Dragonmarsh, when it came to
elite disciples and master quality, the Sword Union clearly stood out at the top.
The Sword Union recruited disciples with extraordinary talents, though they were few in number but
high in quality.
Glenn was a prime example. In his twenties, he not only became an ultimate grandmaster but also
climbed the ranks of the Astonishing World List.
The prestige of such achievements was enough for all sects to admire.
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