The tall and bulky Martin intervened in a gruff voice.
"That punk merely got lucky in the previous round and defeated Yule!”
Another man chimed in with a cold smile." First, Yule simply didn’t expect for him to b e at the semi-god level, so Yule certainly didn't use her full strength in the battle, giving him the advantage to win over her. Second, Yule has not had the time to use her martial techniques and skills. Heh! If she had the time to use them, or even take out weapons, it’d be easy-peasy for her to win that round!"
The man who chimed in after pondering was a ninth-grade grandmaster.
Fane did not bother paying attention to these men, instead, he sat down, crossed his legs, and waited leisurely for the next round.
The contempt from these people, sooner or later, he would use his fists to respond and make them understand that although he, Fane Woods, came from the mundane world, he was not any inferior to these so-called geniuses of the Woods family.
Fane noticed the Third Elder from afar, who was at the high viewing platform. The only person that concerned him was the Third Elder.
Because Titus had told him before that this Third Elder, Lily, and the Ninth Patronum— Brenton Woods-were basically a team; they were close to each other. The Third Elder was very good at hiding himself in the dark. A warm yet fake smile always hung on his face whenever he talked to someone. Fane thought that he should be cautious of the Third Elder.
The most concerning thing was that the Third Elder's martial art status and combat prowess were top-notch. Other than the First Elder, only Nash Woods would be able to fight with him. But now that his father was poisoned; therefore, the only person left who could hold the Third Elder was the First Elder.
Fane could not care less about these so-called geniuses. He was already at the true god realm; with such martial level and combat prowess, it was sufficient for him t o defeat these geniuses easily.
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