Alan didn't slow down in the slightest. His sword slashed directly onto the fire dragon staff, and the woman in the red dress trembled violently, the swell on her chest bouncing in an astounding arc. She staggered back several dozen steps, barely mitigating the impact of the [Blade Spirit].
At this moment, everyone present looked at Alan with newfound seriousness.
To have already mastered [Blade Spirit] at such a young age—and wield it with such finesse—meant he could easily earn a place among the top-tier prodigies!
Under their gazes, Alan, who had just repelled the red-dressed woman, swept his eyes across the crowd and roared:
"Who else dares step forward?!"
His [Blade Spirit] was already domineering by nature. Now, paired with his fierce shout, his aura surged even higher. He was like an unsheathed sword—too sharp for anyone to touch!
Then, all of a sudden, Alan grabbed the third princess's wrist—and ran!
