Pontus' burly figure waited before the Mirren Estate.

He stood tall and firmly as if he could stop a thousand troops.

His eyes lit up with amusement when he spotted Matthew.

Before he went on the retreat, he had challenged every expert in Dewsbury in deadly battles to test his skill.

All the experts he had fought before were defeated and ended up dead.

They could barely injure Pontus before he finished them.

Yet, fighting them never gave him the thrill one should feel in a life-and-death situation.

However, he felt it when he saw Matthew.

"I, Pontus Mirren, will challenge you to a duel today. The victor will be determined when one of us is dead."

After that, he didn't act. Still, his muscles tensed like a cheetah, ready to pounce.

He didn't even bring up his family.

Even Glaucus, who had lived with him for decades, was just an acquaintance.

The Mirren Family was a burden his father passed down to him. They relied on him to survive.

If he defeated and killed Matthew, it would ensure his family's safety.

However, Pontus would still kill himself rather than live as a loser if he lost the battle, but Matthew decided to spare him.

He didn't need an enemy's mercy.

As Matthew observed Pontus, a hint of battle intent flashed across his eyes.

Pontus had reached the half-step grandmaster level. He might break through from the grandmaster level if he dueled with an opponent of equal strength.

He handed the umbrella to Errol, who watched him stroll away with a worried expression.

His slender fingers tightened around the hilt of the ancient and majestic Bloodreaper as he answered, "I, Matthew Larson of the Martial League, accept your challenge." The onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath at his words.

The next moment, the two men

acted

multaneously, rushing a despite the

blurred their visions.

Pontus concentrated his strength his toes. Then, he tapped on the

insta and the ovenne

instantly shattered the paving stones.

His aura parted the falling rain, making a smooth path for him.

force

Matthew, dressed in white, ran in Pontus' direction with the Bloodreaper. The rain never soaked him wet.

The rain droplets ricochet when they hit his invisible power shield.

As Pontus pounced at Matthew like a predator, the Bloodreaper glowed faintly.

Matthew swung the Bloodreaper, and a white shadow flew toward Pontus.

To be honest, he admired Pontus' enthusiasm for martial arts. It's a shame he's a Mirren.

He only used sixty percent of his full strength when he struck.

Watching the incoming sword energy, Pontus smiled and exclaimed, "Wonderful!"

He clenched his right hand into a fist, and the misty internal energy enveloped his fist.

Pontus punched straight into the sword

the

energy. His fist collided with word energy with a bang!??!

hit a physical object.

it

The impact created a strong wind from where his fist connected the sword energy.

The wind spiraled toward the thick curtain of rain and engulfed it.

The Mirren Family, who stayed back in the estate, watched the battle in the rain.

Their exclamations echoed throughout the estate when they witnessed Pontus' fist clashing with Matthew's sword energy.

"What Master Pontus did is amazing!"

"He's unafraid of his opponent's attack and even faces him head-on!"

"Hmph, the other guy is just a pretentious scoundrel."

"That's right! Master Pontus must kill him to defend the honor of our family."

"It should be easy to deal with a weakling like him!"

"I bet Master Pontus hasn't even unleashed his full power yet!"

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