Chapter: Breakthrough
The crowd barely had time to settle from Elara’s victory before the next battle was announced.
The number one ranker stepped forward. Unlike the others, he carried himself with an air of absolute confidence—unshaken, unmoved. He wasn’t just strong; he was dominant.
His opponent? The seventh ranker, a formidable fighter in his own right. But in comparison, he may as well have been a lamb sent to slaughter.
Jafad and Juren both grew quiet. Even they, as observers, knew this fight wouldn’t be like the others.
Tolisk, still recovering from his loss, narrowed his eyes. He had seen powerful fighters before, but this was different. This man felt untouchable.
The instructor raised his hand. "Begin!"
The seventh ranker moved first. He activated Stone Pulse, a technique
