Darryl's eyes flickered. Countless ways to parry the sword attack flashed through his mind in such a critical moment, but in the end, he gave up.

Darryl's strength would allow him to dodge the attack easily, but that would expose his identity.

He decided to give up on resisting the attack. He raised his hand and placed them in front of him to form a protective shield.

Boom!

The crescent-moon-shaped sword shadow slashed on the protective shield fiercely in the blink of an eye, and the shield instantly shattered. Darryl snorted and flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Puff!

Darryl was sent flying out from the battle stage, and he finally landed on the ground. His face was pale, and he looked very weak.

Darryl felt so helpless.

'F*ck, I thought I could easily take the seat as the mercenary groups' alliance leader. Unexpectedly, that annoying Blue Rose came out of nowhere. I won't contest to be the leader anymore.'

Wow!

The audience gave a heated response.