His words sparked an explosion among the surrounding crowd, surprised that such a fledgling figure dared to speak to Arthur in this manner.
Arthur thought the same, hearing Ning Fan's nonchalant tone, a flame of anger blazed in his heart as he gritted his teeth and smiled,
"Well, let's start right away then. If during the duel you find it unbearable, just say the word, and I'll stop immediately."
His gaze was profound, and Arthur's supporters were even more moved to tears as they heard his words, chanting Arthur's name in unison, creating a mighty force.
But the young man standing opposite Arthur didn't back down one bit. Faced with the overwhelming support, he stood there quietly, as if these factors couldn't affect him.
The crowd then discussed Arthur's weapon again; Arthur's holy sword had history, belonging to a Paladin family, passed down from ancestors directly to him.
