"Damn! This brat is so full of himself, completely disrespecting the Sword Union disciple!"

"Son of a bitch! Blabbering away without even throwing a punch. Let's see how he handles it when he loses!"

"I can't take it anymore! Get me my sword!"

Marco's arrogance and disrespect angered many, especially Miles, whose expression instantly turned dark.

Being a Sword Union disciple meant the world to him, and usually, he earned respect wherever he went. Now, Marco had publicly embarrassed him and Miles couldn't bear it any longer.

Miles declared aggressively, "Brat! I don't care who you think you are. Here, you play by my rules, whether you stand strong or surrender like a defeated warrior!"

He added, "How dare you challenge us near the Sacred Wyrm Summit? Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson myself. You'll find out there's always someone stronger!"

With that, he pulled out his sword, pointing it straight at Marco. His clothes rustled without wind, giving him a commanding and extrao