Chapter 97: Clash with the Five Idiots(17)
"Begin!" the judge shouted loudly.
Without wasting a second, Julius lunged into the attack! He unleashed three powerful strikes, aiming for his opponent's torso and head. However, Leon didn't even flinch—he effortlessly blocked each blow, smoothly stepping back to increase the distance.
Noticing this, Julius narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brows slightly before speaking:
"To be honest, I didn't expect you to last against the others..." He exhaled and continued, carefully observing Leon. "I thought we wouldn't have to face each other. Looks like I underestimated you. I admit my mistake..." For a brief moment, his gaze softened. "And I respect your efforts."
A brief silence fell over the arena. But soon, the crowd erupted in cheers:
"Julius, good luck, Your Highness!"
"Destroy Bartfort!"
"Go, Prince! Show him who the real hero is!"
The excitement in the audience grew. However, their cheers weren't solely out of admiration—they had placed large bets on Julius. If he lost, their wallets would suffer.
Hearing these shouts, Leon smirked, though only in his mind.
'Still hoping for the prince's victory? Even after I wiped out his entire team?'