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Everyone was watching Lin Yi, or rather, everyone was hoping that Lin Yi would agree. At this moment, it seemed to be the best outcome; they could amicably resolve an unfriendly situation.
Lin Yi let out a light breath and said two words: "Alright."
Anthony smiled. He could finally relax, and he wouldn't have to see this person again. The more he thought about it, the happier he became, as if Lin Yi had already been knocked down and couldn't get up. His confidence was not without reason; with his truly ghost-like speed, there were few who could match him in this world.
Qi Wei was still very dedicated at this moment. To be safe, he drafted an agreement for both parties. The content of the agreement came from Li Yao, who had outlined nearly every detail. Both sides glanced at it briefly and signed without hesitation. As long as they won, the agreement would automatically favor them!
The Mercenary Alliance headquarters had two underground levels, and Lin Yi and his group were on the lowest one. The entire underground level had suitable lighting and a relatively high ceiling, so there was no feeling of oppression when entering.
In the center of the basement was a large arena that reached nearly five hundred square meters, surrounded by two rows of simple benches. The benches were positioned quite far from the arena, separated by about five meters.
Lin Yi and Anthony did not exchange pleasantries; they jumped onto the arena in an instant and immediately accelerated away from each other.
Since cold weapons were allowed in the competition, Lin Yi naturally brought his Silver Soul with him. As for Anthony, he didn’t carry any weapons but instead donned a pair of black gloves that gleamed with a shiny finish.
As someone shouted "Start!" from below, the two figures vanished from everyone's sight in an instant.
"Bang!" In the next moment, a loud collision echoed from the center of the arena. The two who had just been dozens of meters apart collided in less than a blink of an eye; it was a pure hand-to-hand combat.
In the center of the arena, one side featured Lin Yi's glowing red fist while on the other side was Anthony's fist clad in black gloves. Their fists collided with a thud that resonated through the air.
"Hmph, no wonder you're so confident, but that's not enough!" Anthony snorted coldly and suddenly vanished from Lin Yi's view in an eerie manner.
Lin Yi's heart sank. He thought his speed had improved enough not to lag too far behind Anthony, but he didn't expect his opponent's speed to be so monstrous. Initially, Lin Yi refrained from drawing his weapon because he worried that using too much mental energy would prevent him from tracking Anthony's movements.
In fact, Lin Yi's estimation was not wrong; speed was Anthony's forte. He had intended to confront Lin Yi head-on and land a punch that would convince him to back down, but unexpectedly, his first strike had been countered. Not wanting to waste any more time, Anthony decided to end the fight instantly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in Lin Yi's mental perception, rushing towards his left temple. If this hit landed solidly, Lin Yi would be essentially finished!
At the critical moment, Lin Yi leaned back just in time to avoid a heavy strike. However, Anthony's speed was swift; before Lin Yi could recover, Anthony's right foot was already lifted and aimed at Lin Yi's abdomen.
Seeing that Lin Yi was about to be fatally struck, the Silver Soul, which had been hovering behind him, suddenly surged forward without warning.
Anthony felt a chill in his thigh. If he continued with the kick, Lin Yi would undoubtedly suffer a devastating blow to his stomach, but at the same time, his leg would be severed by the Silver Soul at the root of his thigh.
In the blink of an eye, Anthony chose not to engage Lin Yi directly. Just as his foot was about to connect with Lin Yi's abdomen, he pivoted and stepped onto the blade's tip instead.
With this slight shift of weight, Anthony propelled himself into the air.
Lin Yi pushed off the ground with both hands. In an instant, he tightened his core and flipped through the air several times before landing on his feet.
As soon as Lin Yi touched down, he felt a fierce gust of wind rushing toward him, buzzing in his ears. At that moment, Silver Soul was still suspended in the distance, leaving Lin Yi no time to react.
He had to fight back! With a furrowed brow, Lin Yi twisted his waist again as he landed, his body spinning like a rapidly twirling top.
With a loud bang, Lin Yi was propelled backward as if shot from a cannon due to the force of Anthony's punch.
Anthony had prepared for this moment with a powerful fist, while Lin Yi had only managed to throw a hasty punch in response—his strength naturally paled in comparison to Anthony's.
The arena seemed vast but was only a few dozen meters wide; in an instant, Lin Yi was about to tumble off the high platform.
Suddenly, two flashes of cold light streaked across the stage. In the next moment, two Silver Souls landed directly in Lin Yi's hands.
Clang!
Clang!
The sounds of violent clashes echoed as Lin Yi gripped the blades tightly and drove them into the ground. The thick marble floor was nearly pierced through by Lin Yi's strike!
Lin Yi steadied himself with the power of his dual blades. However, before he could catch his breath, Anthony, who had already discerned his movements, charged at him once more.
"Kill!" Lin Yi drew in a breath, propelling himself upward. He yanked the Silver Soul, which had just embedded itself in the ground, out with a swift motion.
The immense force of the pull even lifted several marble pieces the size of eggs, enveloping Lin Yi in a cloud of dust.
In the next moment, Lin Yi lunged forward with one hand holding the blade, aiming directly at the now-close Anthony. To Lin Yi's shock, Anthony did not attempt to evade; instead, he met Lin Yi's strike head-on with a straight punch.
As Lin Yi's blade was about to make contact, Anthony suddenly transformed his fist into an open palm, allowing Lin Yi's strike to barely slip through his fingers.
Just as Lin Yi prepared to reverse his blade for a counterattack, Anthony's palm closed into a fist and he astonishingly grasped Lin Yi's sword with bare hands!
A surge of strength coursed through Lin Yi; it felt as if his blade had sunk into a steel plate and he couldn't pull it out.
"Ha!"
Lin Yi shouted fiercely, muscles tensing as he forced the blade from Anthony's grip. However, he assumed that Anthony would lose hold of it in the process. To his surprise, Anthony acted as if nothing had happened and charged forward with a fist aimed directly at Lin Yi's face.
Seeing the black-gloved fist grow larger as it approached, Lin Yi swiftly swung his blade toward Anthony's arm. If he couldn't cut through the glove, surely there couldn't be such formidable protection on his arm!
Anthony was not about to give Lin Yi that opportunity; his other arm surged forward to block the incoming blade. At that moment, one of Lin Yi's Silver Souls was restrained while the other was just being retracted—he was running out of time.
With Anthony's punch about to land, Lin Yi found himself unable to attack and could only brace himself by positioning the blade horizontally against the incoming fist.
"Clang—" A distant ringing sound echoed as Lin Yi’s Silver Soul recoiled back towards him, nearly striking his own nose. In a life-or-death moment, he used his mental strength to control the rebound of Silver Soul, narrowly avoiding disaster.
Anthony’s punch came down with tremendous force. Using the momentum against him, Lin Yi was propelled backward several steps.
"Huh!" Seeing Lin Yi retreating, Anthony seized the opportunity and transformed into a blur as he launched a fierce strike toward Lin Yi’s abdomen!
Lin Yi's speed was no match for Anthony, forcing him to continuously retreat. With Lin Yi's agility, he could traverse the platform in just a few breaths.
As he neared the edge, Anthony's fist was already closing in. Even if Lin Yi swung his blade, he would easily be knocked off by his opponent, a fate he could not bear.
A jolt ran through Lin Yi as he realized he had stepped onto the edge, with nowhere left to retreat.
Anthony's fist transformed into a blazing flame, hurtling straight toward Lin Yi's face. Lin Yi could clearly see the writhing scar on Anthony's face.
In that moment of silence, Lin Yi felt a surge of determination. He suddenly crouched down, timing it perfectly as Anthony's fist approached, and leaped into the air.
Anthony's punch missed entirely, his momentum carrying him forward as he struggled to regain balance.
Lin Yi felt a rush of excitement; although he had taken a shortcut, at least he wouldn't lose!
Then, an unexpected scene unfolded—Anthony twisted his body mid-air and flipped over. At that moment, Lin Yi was already descending rapidly and was very close to Anthony.
With a thud, Anthony used the tips of his toes to kick Lin Yi's thigh with tremendous force.
This was bad; Lin Yi hadn't anticipated that Anthony could counterattack at such a critical moment. He was already near the edge, and this kick became the last straw that broke the camel's back!
In the next instant, Lin Yi was about to fall off. In a moment of desperation, a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind. He unleashed all his mental energy to control Silver Soul, keeping it suspended in mid-air. Lin Yi managed to brace himself against the pull of gravity. However, his body only paused for an instant before plummeting alongside Silver Soul.
Was this how it ended? Was he really going to lose? Lin Yi's mind was filled with reluctance; he didn't want to lose, especially not to Anthony!
"Lin Yi wins!" shouted the referee nearby, his tone tinged with disbelief.
Lin Yi froze for a moment before realizing that Anthony was lying on his back on the ground, staring intently at him.
"You lucky cheat!" Anthony exclaimed as he sprang up and walked away without looking back.
Lin Yi was momentarily stunned, but he quickly understood. Although he had only paused briefly in the air, he had fallen a second later than Anthony, which meant, according to the rules, that he had indeed welcomed the challenge!
Li Yao was the first to rush to Lin Yi's side, beaming with joy and radiating warmth like a gentle spring breeze.
"Brother Lin, you're amazing!"
Before Lin Yi could respond, a nearby referee approached him respectfully and said, "Lin Steward, congratulations on becoming the fifty-sixth Second-Class Butler of our Mercenary Alliance!"
"I'm already a Butler?" Lin Yi could hardly believe that he had suddenly transformed into a Butler of the Mercenary Alliance!
"Yes, according to the contract, you have joined the alliance and defeated Anthony Butler. Since Anthony is a Second-Class Butler, you are at least a Second-Class Butler as well!" The referee's tone grew increasingly respectful, even feeling uneasy about his earlier hint of dissatisfaction.
"However, we still need confirmation from the review committee. It will be done soon, so please wait!" With that, the referee left the basement.
Lin Yi and his companions didn’t want to linger there any longer and left together. In the main hall, they found Anthony present as well, but he didn’t even glance at Lin Yi again.
A moment later, the referee returned in a hurry, sweating profusely. He addressed Lin Yi, "I apologize for the delay. After verification, Mr. Lin Yi has qualified as a First-Class Steward!"
"First-Class Steward!" A chorus of voices echoed through the hall.
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