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Denis and Jake both wore somber expressións, their brows furrowed with unease. They had no true grasp of Emmanuel's strength or the intricate web of strategies supporting him. Their decision to follow was built entirely on trust, leaving them feeling uncertain and vulnerable.

"Ha! Everyone!" Xander's voice rang out, full of mockery as he addressed the crowd. "Due to the slander against Ms. Yuna and the Tanner family, we, as the hosts, must step in to defend her honor and take care of these scoundrels. I urge you all to disperse quickly, unless you wish to beccollateral damage-then I can't be held responsible for what happens." As Xander finished speaking, the onlookers scattered, not wanting to get caught in the impending chaos. Eldoria's grand ballroom swiftly cleared, leaving an open space where more than a dozen fighters now encircled Emmanuel and Sage like wolves closing in on their prey.

With a smirk twisting his lips, Gregory stepped forward. “Emmanuel, I'll admit, you're strong. But walking in here today means you've sealed your own fate.

Chapter 1995 One-on-One or a Gang Up? There's no way out for you now." His voice dripped with venom, his eyes flashing with lingering bitterness from their last encounter. Emmanuel had crippled him during that fight, leaving him with an injury that made every step painful, but that hardly mattered anymore. Back at the Quill Residence, Gregory had rallied a band of masters and set an elaborate trap, confident that Emmanuel wouldn't slip through his fingers again. This time, he'd make sure there was no escape.

"You lost tobefore, yet you still dare to talk big?" Emmanuel's calm words sliced through Gregory's bravado, causing his face to flush with humiliation. Whispers rippled through the crowd as those present now remembered Gregory's loss in Yeringham-a defeat many hadn't been aware of until now. The fact that he made no attempt to deny it only cemented the truth. His once-grand reputation as a Zovince master crumbled before their eyes. "D*mn it!" Gregory snarled, his voice trembling with anger. "Last time, I underestimated you and fell for your tricks. But today, I swear, I will kill you!" BB/ Chapter 1995 One on One or a Gang Up? Emmanuel let out a low, disdainful laugh, "Oh, really? Are you hoping to regain your honor with a one-on-one match? I'd be more than willing to oblige." His calm, cutting words sent Gregory stumbling backward, fear flashing in his eyes. Even at his best, Gregory had never been a match for Emmanuel. How could he possibly stand a chance now? Yet, as he glanced around at the onlookers' snooring faces, his embarrassment fanned the flames of his anger.

With a twisted grin, he sneered. "Ha! One-on-one or a group assault, it's your choice. Either way, if we go one-on-one, you'll face all of us. If we attack together, we'll crush you just the same." Laughter erupted from the crowd, echoing through the grand hall.

Sonia and Raina scowled at Gregory's shameless display. How could a Grandmaster stoop to such disgraceful tactics? Meanwhile, Shane seemed utterly indifferent, yawning lazily, clearly unbothered by his master's situation. Emmanuel's chuckle, cold and amused, sent a chill through Gregory's veins.

Tue, Chapter 1995 One-on-One or a Gang Up? "If you don't care for martial ethics, then I see no reason to abide by them either," Emmanuel said, his words dripping with casual menace, Suddenly, with a clap of his hands, the sound of shattering glass filled the ballroom as windows burst apart. In an instant, twenty to thirty agile martial artists materialized around Emmanuel, their movements so swift that the average onlookers could barely comprehend what had happened.

The higher-level fighters in the crowd felt their hearts grow cold as they took in the scene before them. Gregory gasped in disbelief, his voice trembling, "Emmanuel! Who are you really? When did you gather so many S-level martial artists?" Shock rippled through the onlookers as they stared in disbelief. S-class martial artists were rare, and yet here Emmanuel stood, flanked by a small army of them. It shattered every assumption they had made. Emmanuel chuckled, amusement glinting in his eyes. "Am I obligated to answer you?" he asked with a smirk, his tone as light as ever.

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Sage appeared at his side, bringing over a chair for him, Emmanuel sat down casually, showing no sign of urgency, as

stunned, quickly snapped back to the present. "Everyone, attack now! Take out his men first, then

scene exploded into chaos

measured calm. Though they didn't fully understand how Emmanuel had managed to gather such formidable fighters, they still believed that no matter how skilled, a small group couldn't stand against the might

capable of stopping their inevitable

already taken her place alongside Gwain and the others, quietly observing the unfolding battle. Her role in this had ended; now it was simply a Chapter 1995 One-on-One or a Gang Up? matter of watching as the Quill family's forces closed

Emmanuel's fighters. Wyatt, standing besic him, couldn't help but feel a growing sense of unease. He had fought Emmanuel just a few months prior, and at that time, Emmanuel's skills had

Zovince flying with a single punch, Quintu: threw his head back and laughed. "I was born for the grand stage! Tremble before me, mere mortals!" With that declaration, he unleashed another punch, not just knocking one opponent down but sending

thunder!" Solana, refusing to back down, retaliated with a fiery assault that

screamed, seven scrambling to escape the turmoil, leaving destruction in

are the true kings, even among the Wolf Warrior Unit!" Anna and Falcon plunged into the

of opponents being dispatched was staggering. If they could strike down so many, he certainly could not fall

once-assembled forces of the Quill family crumbled under the overwhelming power of their opponents, and the air filled with cries of 11 Tue, Chapter 1995 One-on-One or a Gang Up?

face turned pale; he had hidden at the back as the enemy surged forward. Now, he

hand dismissively, his cold smile betraying his amusement. "But let's respect the elderly; let him choose his fate." Gregory's face flushed with embarrassment as he watched

he dropped to his knees,