Despite his brutal assault, Adrian did not go for the final kill. The air blades shattered Morok's defenses and knocked him to the ground. Even with this, Morok looked battered. His clothes were torn and blood lined his mouth. The crowd was shocked by Morok's defeat, questioning how someone as formidable as him could lose.

"What? Morok lost? How is that possible?"

Others in the crowd were equally shocked to witness Morok's defeat at Adrian’s hands. Despite the astonishment, Adrian did not flaunt his victory and said with a smile, "Morok, do you want another round? I'm ready anytime."

"Why you…" Morok wished to get even with Adrian, but he knew when to draw the line. He snorted and left with a threatening remark, "Fine, I acknowledge you. Remember this, you little brat. This will not be the end!"

Everyone was shocked. Morok was known for his prowess, and seeing him lose to Adrian was hard to digest. Adrian had become accustomed to such situations and thus remained composed.

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