Chapter 439: The Guest Family is Out
Chapter 439: The Guest Family is Out
The elders of the Powell family were all in the viewing stands and noticed that Isabella hadn't gone up on stage.
Yasmin stroked her chin, "Why isn't Ms. Isabella Powell going up?"
Gwyneth scanned around, her eyes catching Isabella's figure, and found that Isabella had run to the front of Arena 7.
The two forces on Arena 7 were the Whispering Sect and the Guest family.
The Guest family was skilled in using poison, but their ancient martial arts abilities ranked last among the four lower clans.
Gwyneth saw Isabella squeezing through the crowd in front of Arena 7 and immediately understood what Isabella was doing, "Ansley probably wants to watch the match between The Whispering Sect and the Guest family first."
The elders stroked their chins and nodded.
Suddenly, Rodolfo frowned and said in a deep voice, "Why did The Whispering Sect only send one person to compete?"
On the left side of Arena 7 was the Guest family, including their team leader; there were six people in total. But on the right side with The Whispering Sect, there stood only one person, all alone.
It was a tall, slender young man.
The Guest family's team leader was Micah Guest, a burly man standing at six feet tall.
Micah stepped forward a few paces, looked at the masked young man in black, and introduced himself: "Core member of the Guest family, Micah!"
"Declan." The young man spoke, his tone indifferent, as if he didn't take the Guest family seriously at all.
Micah frowned, "Why are you alone?"
He had noticed earlier that The Whispering Sect didn't have just one person - they should have seven or eight people.
"To deal with ants like you, I'm enough by myself."
Hearing this, the Guest family's team members exchanged glances with various expressions, and their eyes toward Declan showed more curiosity.
The situation at Arena 7 attracted many people's attention.
"The Whispering Sect actually sent only one person to fight against six people from the Guest family."
According to the competition rules, only when all participants from one side were thrown off the stage would they lose.
The Guest family had six people. If Declan wanted to win this match, he would have to knock all six Guest family members off the stage by himself.
This wouldn't be easy.
"Just how strong is The Whispering Sect? Could they really be so terrifyingly powerful that they can fight ten people at once?" Someone looked at Declan on stage and actually felt from him an aura of strength that didn't belong to someone his age.
Just then, a deep middle-aged male voice rang out:
"First round of competition, begin!"
The match officially started!
Arena 7.
Micah's expression was resolute, "Attack together! Knock him off!"
As his words fell, six figures leaped toward Declan, launching attacks with different moves.
Declan stood with one hand behind his back, showing no panic on his face.
Everyone watched the stage intently. They saw the first Guest family member who attacked gathering force in his hand, about to strike Declan's heart—
At that moment, Declan's eyes behind the mask finally moved slightly.
He raised his palm slightly. When the two forces collided, that Guest family member took a heavy blow from the force. His body was directly knocked off the stage and fell into the audience area.
The force bursting from Declan's body was too powerful! With just one counterattack, he had directly knocked a Guest family member off the stage!
Was this crushing dominance?
Such terrifying strength.
Not only that, but the other five Guest family members were also pushed back several steps by the aftershock of this powerful force, barely managing to steady themselves.
The five looked at Declan with shock in their eyes.
"Micah, something's not right." One member said to Micah.
"What do we do now?"
From that one move, they all understood - they were no match for Declan at all. Declan's strength was simply not what someone his age should have!
"Is this The Whispering Sect? they are terrifyingly powerful."
People below the stage looked at the indifferent young man on stage, showing expressions of amazement and even worship.
Micah gritted his teeth, "Forget it, use all your strength, attack!"
Right now, they had no other choice. Even against a powerful opponent, they still had to fight!
The five Guest family members launched another attack on Declan.
The result was predictable.
In just a moment, they were all blasted off the stage by Declan simultaneously.
"The Guest family is eliminated!"
The match ended just like that.
In this battle, the Guest family could be said to have lost in an extremely embarrassing way!
Six against one, yet they were crushed by their opponent, with the fight ending in less than a minute.
The Guest family's patriarch, Thaddeus, was furious. He suddenly stood up from the viewing seats and roared:
"Are you useless? You've completely disgraced the Guest family name!"
The Guest family members all looked miserable. "Thaddeus, you really can't blame us. We already used our full strength. Who would have thought The Whispering Sect would be this strong? I estimate that probably no one here would be his match!"
Thaddeus's mouth twitched, his face somewhat gloomy.
They could only blame the Guest family's bad luck for drawing an opponent like The Whispering Sect in the first match.
Thaddeus could only take a deep breath, suppress his anger, and sit down resentfully.
This match between the Guest family and the Whispering Sect attracted the attention of almost all families.
The patriarchs and elders of all families looked at Declan standing on stage with his hands behind his back, their faces somewhat grave.
Rodolfo narrowed his eyes, his face serious, seeming to mutter to himself: "The gap in strength is too large..."
Yasmin also frowned, "This is just one person's strength. If it's a team, the gap would be even bigger."
Although the Guest family was the weakest among the four lower clans, they were still one of the seven great families, much stronger than other forces that couldn't even be named.
But even the Guest family lost so badly.
Other spectators in the viewing stands discussed among themselves: "No wonder the Powell family had no resistance against The Whispering Sect four years ago. Turns out The Whispering Sect is this strong!"
"I heard that The Whispering Sect's hall master Raven, is the number one in ancient martial arts! What does the current Powell family patriarch count for? She's no match for Raven at all!"
"Believe it or not, if The Whispering Sect wanted to destroy the Powell family, it would be a piece of cake!"
"These big families are so useless. I thought they were so strong. This Guest family is simply a joke. Still calling themselves one of the seven great families - in my opinion, the Guest family is all show and no substance!"
"..."
Gwyneth heard these words, and her face turned cold.
The Guest family lost the match and faced this treatment. One could imagine the Powell family's fate if they lost. By then, these people would probably worship The Whispering Sect like a religion.
This result was definitely not what she wanted to see.
For Novaria, the loss of family prestige was a terrible thing. Historically, when such situations appeared, they often led to very serious internal unrest in the country.