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Chapter 153 - MID-TERM— FINAL[3]

Chapter 150: Mid-Term— Final[3]

The Grand Colosseum held its breath, a vast sea of silence broken only by the ragged sound of my own breathing and the faint, arrogant hum of Light mana gathering around Eric William's blade.

He stood ten meters away, radiating triumphant confidence, the virtual blood staining my black tunic a stark symbol of his perceived dominance.

My left shoulder screamed with phantom pain, the simulated injury rendering the arm practically useless, hanging heavy at my side.

"Just getting started, William," I rasped, forcing the challenging grin onto my face even as sweat and virtual blood trickled into my eyes.

Inside, my mind was a whirlwind, Quantum Analysis Mind working overtime, dissecting the situation, calculating probabilities, searching for the narrow path to victory.

Eric's smirk faltered, replaced by a flicker of annoyance. He clearly hadn't expected defiance, only surrender.

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