“Unbelievable!”

Cheers erupted from Henry and his group as they saw Tyler’s punch send Elijah flying. Their enthusiasm was impossible to contain.

Ever since Elijah’s arrival in Grayvale, he had gone around challenging young martial artists, often humiliating and belittling them after his victories. Many had held grudges toward him.

His defeat at Tyler’s hands was a long-awaited moment of justice.

“See that? This is the strength of Gryavale’s young prodigies! You guys sure talked big. What happened? Not even one of you could hold your own! Where did all that confidence go?” mocked the martial artists of Grayvale.

“We’ve still got one fighter who hasn’t stepped in yet, and you’re all down for the count. How embarrassing is that?”

While the capital’s prodigies celebrated with jeers and taunts, the outsiders fell silent. Their faces turned dark with shame.

“We should leave,” one of them muttered.

And so, amidst the mockery, they slinked away without Elijah.

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