“I’m Quincy Douglas, the guardian of the Celestial Alliance!” declared the elderly man, standing with his hands clasped behind him.
“What? He’s Quincy Douglas?”
“The Celestial Alliance is the top martial arts group in the martial world. It has ten guardians, each overseeing a specific region. Who would’ve thought we’d be lucky enough to meet Elder Douglas here today?”
“Elder Douglas has been the guardian of the Celestial Alliance for many years, holding a high-ranking position. With him here, those two Kimbokurats won’t be causing much havoc!”
Conversations buzzed among the crowd, with eyes showing particular reverence toward Quincy.
While many hadn’t seen Quincy in person before, they were familiar with his reputation.
As one of the elite top ten guardians of the Celestial Alliance, Quincy was undeniably a significant presence in the martial world.11
Not only was he strong and experienced, but he also commanded great respect wherever he went.
“So, you’re the elites of the Celestial Alliance. I’ve heard about you.” The butler nodded. His attitude was less arrogant than before.
The Celestial Alliance’s name was well- known in Kimboku, with its Ten Guardians and Four Elders catching the attention of various factions. Meeting such influential figures in their first battle was unexpected, making their trip worthwhile.
“Let’s skip the small talk. You Kimboku warriors want a face-off, and we Dragonmarsh martial artists are up for it!” Quincy proudly raised his head. ” So, how do you want to do this?”
“A one-on-one showdown on the stage, of course.”
The butler gestured toward Marco, sitting and drinking on the side.
The butler announced, “Mr. Alessandro will have three matches with you today. You can pick any martial artist to challenge him. If you can beat Mr. Alessandro, the legendary ‘Demon Sword’ is yours.”
“We don’t care about that so-called legendary sword of yours. We’ll show you how foolish your actions are today with our strength!” Quincy stated coldly.
“Let’s just see,” the butler replied with a subtle smile.
He added, “For the first challenge, would you like to join and compete against Mr. Alessandro?”
Quincy glanced disdainfully at Marco and snorted. “Hmph! A kid without a beard doesn’t deserve my personal involvement. Beating him would be too easy.”
Marco, in his early twenties, was simply ignored by Quincy, a respected guardian of the Celestial Alliance. Quincy, known for his high virtue and reputation, had no interest in facing off against Marco.
With the recent influx of talented young individuals at Sacred Wrym Summit due to the Combat Tournament, Quincy was confident he could find a suitable contender.
“Anyone here confident enough to defeat this person and bring honor to our nation?” Quincy shouted, looking around for someone up to the challenge.
“I can do it! Let me try!”
“Come on! Your strength won’t cut it. You’ll just end up embarrassing yourself. I’m the best choice for this!”
“The Alessandro family is a big deal in Kimboku. The fact that Marco is daring to challenge us all the way at Sacred Wyrm Summit means he’s no ordinary guy. Those with average strength should steer clear.”
“Exactly! Losing wouldn’t just be a personal embarrassment but a disgrace for all Dragonmarsh martial artists. Only talents like me can ensure a victory. Move aside, everyone!”
At this point, many talented young people and martial arts experts in the martial world were trying to get noticed.
Some were fed up with the Kimboku warrior’s arrogance and were set on giving them a reality check.
On the flip side, this was the Sacred Wyrm Summit-a place known for producing legends and elites gathered.
If they could defeat the Kimboku warriors and bring honor to the nation, it would surely get them recognized.
They didn’t want to pass up this chance, not just for personal reasons but also for the greater good.
