"The masters on the Legendary List are undoubtedly formidable. But it's not our style to give up without a fight at the Shadow Citadel. Given my responsibilities, I must take this chance. I hope you can understand, Jude." Dalen remained composed with a faint smile on his face.

"Since you're so full of yourself, bring it on. I'm eager to see what you've got." Jude stood with his hands clasped behind his back. His posture looked arrogant, almost as if he were taunting Dalen to attack.

He wouldn't be so dismissive if he were facing a strong opponent. But when it came to an unknown rookie, Jude didn't see any reason to be concerned since it would only cost him a little of his time.

"Please forgive me," Dalen said casually. He clasped his hands before lunging forward with a palm strike toward Jude.

Though the strike looked deceptively slow, it was actually astonishingly fast. The chill in the air arrived before his hand did.

As the palm wind swept by, the surface of the battle ring f