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Chapter 213 - Tournament XIV

Fate shouted beside him (from the booth),

"THIS IS THE KIND OF FIGHTING THAT CREATES LEGENDS!"

Rhys grabbed his head.

"STOP PRAISING THEM, COMMENTARY PEOPLE! I HAVE TO FIGHT THEM!"

Puddle nodded sympathetically.

"Comment people too excited."

The dust finally cleared.

Leon panted, flames flickering weakly around him.

His armor melted in places.

His hair smoked.

Zenith stood steady, only a small cut on his cheek.

The crowd gasped.

Fate's voice boomed from above,

"YES! SOMEONE FINALLY SCRATCHED ZENITH! THIS IS HISTORIC!"

Rhys stared.

"He… he tanked all that fire… and he's STILL just WALKING?!"

Zenith's deep voice echoed across the arena.

"You're strong, Leon. But not enough."

Leon spat blood and grinned.

"Good… That's what I wanted to hear."

His sword ignited bright white.

Instantly, the temperature spiked.

Puddle collapsed in Rhys's lap.

"I am melting…"

Rhys fanned her quickly.

"DON'T YOU MELT ON ME!"

Leon roared—

"BURNING ASCENT!!"

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