An Understated Dominance - Chapter 2390

When the crowd heard that the match was about to start, excitement filled the air. Half of the spectators cheered for Fenley, while the other half chanted Glenn’s name.

Both men were known as the Chosen Ones, and their popularity was clear. Everyone had been eagerly waiting for this showdown in the battle ring.

Fenley ranked just below Glenn on the Legendary List, but his fame as the successor to the Celestial Alliance’s guildmaster made him shine even brighter than Glenn. The only way to determine who was stronger was in the ring.

“I’ve been waiting for this day, Glenn,” Fenley said, staring at him intently. His voice was strong and commanding.

He continued, “People say I’m not your equal, but I won’t accept that. Today, we’ll see if your sword is faster than my Four Elements of God’s Technique.”

Glenn replied calmly, “The moment you said that, you’ve already lost. Your doubt shows you don’t have the confidence to defeat me.”

“Hmph! Enough talk! Today, you’ll see the true power of my Four Elements of God’s Technique!” Fenley declared.

With that, his internal energy surged. Behind him, a massive ethereal spirit appeared, radiating an overwhelming presence.

This time, Fenley was holding nothing back. He stood like an unstoppable force of nature.

“Bring it on,” Glenn said without a hint of fear, raising his sword finger to the sky.

The sword case on his back shook, and a silver sword shot up like a shooting star, piercing the night sky.

“Attack!” Glenn commanded.

Without hesitation, he pointed his sword finger forward. The sword in the sky darted down, transforming into a blinding streak of silver light aimed directly at Fenley.

The sword sliced through the air.

the silver sword, which moved like a lightning bolt, full of terrifying power. Wherever its tip went, the air twisted, and a loud roar followed.

“Fury of Wind God!” Fenley sensed the danger and quickly unleashed his special move.

He lifted both hands and struck at the oncoming silver light. The ethereal spirit behind him mimicked his every action.

With a loud roar, the wind surged wildly, causing the ground to shake. A storm of wind blades rained down, filling the air with their cutting fury.

The wind blades collided with the silver sword, each impact echoing like thunder. However, the sword showed no sign of stopping. It continued its path, breaking through every wind blade that stood in its way.

“Whoa!” Fenley’s eyes widened in shock. He knew Glenn’s sword was strong, but he didn’t expect it to attack with such intensity.

The wind blades he created were powerless against the sword’s relentless advance, like moths drawn to a flame.

As the silver sword came closer, Fenley shouted and brought his hands together.

The spirit behind him mirrored his actions. It spread its arms as if to swat away an annoying fly, then closed its hands around the sword.

A loud boom erupted, sending shockwaves through the air.

Now, the once unstoppable silver sword was caught in the spirit’s grip. It shook and vibrated with power, still pushing forward despite being held back. Although its speed had lessened, the sword’s force was still overwhelming, leaving Fenley alarmed.

His expression turned serious as he focused all his strength on trying to stop it.

the silver sword. Fenley knew that if he couldn’t withstand this first attack, the match would be over before it even started.

“Get down here!” Fenley shouted as he controlled the ethereal spirit behind him. The spirit took hold of the silver sword and slammed it into the ground.

With a loud crash, the battle ring cracked under the force, leaving a nine-foot-wide mark on the surface. The sword’s momentum slowed, and its silver glow dimmed as it came to rest in the crater.

Fenley took a sharp breath, surprised by the strength of Glenn’s first strike.

“Go, Green Fang!” Glenn called out, lifting his sword finger.

A green sword shot from its case at incredible speed, racing toward Fenley. While it wasn’t as fast as the silver sword, its power felt even more threatening.

As the green sword flew, the temperature dropped, and frost began to form on the ground beneath it, as if it were charged with elemental magic.

“Fury of Fire God!” Fenley shouted. The spirit behind him flared bright red, sending waves of heat across the arena.

With fists glowing like flames, Fenley punched at the green sword. The spirit mirrored his move, and a massive fiery fist smashed into the sword.

A loud explosion shook the ground, sending energy waves in all directions. The clash of fire and ice created a shockwave that rattled the protective barrier around the battle ring.

Oron had seen this coming and quickly channeled his energy into the enchantment circle to keep it stable.

When Fenley’s fists hit the green sword, it was pushed back, and he stumbled slightly. His energy flow was momentarily disrupted, throwing him off balance.

Before he could steady himself, Glenn struck again. “Go, Red Tempest!” He raised his hand, pointing his sword finger toward Fenley.

The sky was filled with tension. Suddenly, a red sword shot up into the air, spinning quickly. It then sped toward Fenley, slicing through the air like a fire dragon, leaving a trail of flames behind it. The power of the sword was overwhelming.