As Bad Motherfucker's body fell to the ground, Kiernan raised his arm in victory, and a chorus of deafening cheers drowned the sound of his rough breathing.
"Kiernan! Kiernan! Kiernan! Kiernan!"
Cleo and Jock joined in cheering his name with big smiles on their faces.
Lumian and Shiro clapped their hands while their lips stayed tightly shut.
Not because they weren't happy for their master. Quite the opposite, actually. They were thrilled to see him win.
However, seeing his strength really put their own abilities into perspective, and they began to wonder whether that kind of strength was even achievable.
They both believed that they had enough talent to reach Martial King without a doubt, and they had seen Martial Kings fight before.
However, Kiernan's strength as Martial King was truly astonishing, and they wouldn't have been surprised if he was actually Martial Legend.
