Colin and the other grandmaster exchanged a knowing look and smiled in amusement.

Did these young heirs of prestigious families truly believe they could match Dustin?

They underestimated both Dustin and Grayvale black market.

With mere Martial Saint level, they thought they could conquer this stadium?

How naive!

“Since you’re so determined, suit yourselves,” Colin said with a wry smile before taking his leave with the other grandmaster.

“It seems we’ll need to show our true strength to conquer this black market stadium,” Timothy said lightly with confidence.

Elijah was equally composed.

Both of them had formidable martial arts techniques passed on to them and were convinced of their prowess.

“A mere stadium in Grayvale black market, even with a few Martial Saints, can’t be that challenging. If someone our age could clear it, there’s no reason we can’t.”

The two strategized briefly. Their confidence was unwavering.

Martial Saints were rare to begin with. E