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these circumstances, Fenley and Glenn would go all out in the match.
As tpassed, the remaining contestants began to gather. After a night of rest, the top eight were energized
and brimming with confidence.
They carried the weight of their entire guild on their shoulders and were fully prepared for the challenges that lay
ahead.
As the tapproached, Oron stepped onto the battle ring. “Today is the final round of the tournament. We'll
kick things off with a draw to randomly assign your matchups.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Contestant number one will face number eight, contestant number two will take on number seven, contestant
number three will go up against number six, and contestant number four will square off against number five.
“The first half will consist of four matches, with the winners advancing to the semifinals. Keep in mind that this is
a friendly match. Focus on skill and respect. You're the pride of Dragonmarsh, and | don’t want to see anyone get
hurt in this ring.”
Oron paused and scanned the crowd before continuing, “Okay. Without further delay, the top eight contestants,
please cup and draw your lots.”
Soon, the top eight contestants headed to the battle ring, one by one.
Glenn and Fenley stepped up first, and they emerged from opposite sides. They hadn't exchanged blows yet, but
the tension crackling in the air signaled they were ready for a fight.
Next cAbigail, Dalen, Caleb, Emeret, Zane, and Dustin. They drew lots in the order they entered.
As before, none of the contestants revealed their numbers, which added an exciting layer of suspense. The
crowd buzzed with anticipation about who would face off against whom. After the draw, the eight contestants
returned to their seats.
Dustin drew number five, while his opponent was assigned number four. He scanned the crowd but found no
clue, so he shrugged it off.
Before the matches kicked off, Sacred Wyrm Summit had arranged a musical performance to entertain the
audience.
Although they weren't particularly invested, they offered their respect with applause that echoed from beginning
to end.
After the performance ended, Oron returned to the ring and looked at the matchup list in his hands.
He announced, “The match is about to begin. In the first match, contestant number one, Fenley Hudson, is going
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmup against contestant number eight, Dalen Shade. Let's welcour contestants to the battle ring.”
Fenley strode toward the ring, brimming with confidence.
In contrast, Dalen shook his head and sighed. “What a stroke of bad luck. Why do | have to face this guy?”
If he were up against Emeret or Zane, he might have had a shot at winning. But facing someone like Fenley, a
top master on the Legendary List, right from the start was a real headache.
“Mr. Shade! You've got this! Don’t let anyone from the Celestial Alliance look down on you!” Ruby cheered as she
waved her fists in encouragement.
“Mr. Shade, don’t feel any pressure. Forget about winning or losing-just focus on putting on a great
performance,” Crystal encouraged him.
Making it to the top eight was already a significant accomplishment. After all, facing off against someone like
Fenley, the Chosen One, was nothing to be ashamed of, even if Dalen lost.
“Exactly! No matter the outcome, just go out there and show them what you can do!”
Taking a deep breath, Dalen calmed his mind and stepped into the ring. Fenley might be strong, but that didn’t
mean he was unbeatable.
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