Ivar's hand, which had been reaching for his sword, was forced to lower. He had to use all his strength to move sideways and dodge!

In the end, Ed's sword barely grazed Ivar's shoulder.

He had barely managed to avoid it!

But before Ivar could catch his breath, a flash of silver light appeared in front of him!

Ed's second sword strike came at him once more!

"Damn it!" Ivar cursed under his breath, and having just regained his footing, he was forced to dodge again and again.

What happened next was like a hat trick!

As soon as Ivar dealt with the second strike, the third sword came immediately after!

The fifth sword!

The sixth sword!

The seventh sword!

Everyone around them stood frozen, watching in astonishment. Ed kept attacking while Ivar kept dodging! He wasn't even countering once!

"Why isn't the captain drawing his sword?!"

"Yeah, why isn't he drawing his sword?!"

Ivar's teammates were completely stunned, unable to understand why their captain kept silently enduring the blows.

The same thought crossed the minds of the spectators in the stands. From the very beginning, when Ed first wounded Ivar with a single strike, their emotions had been filled with surprise, one after another!

To them, it should have been Ed who couldn't strike back!

"How is this possible? Is Ivar throwing the fight on purpose? How can a rookie make him unable to fight back like this?"

"Yeah, just recently, didn't Ivar challenge Brown and defeat him with one strike?"

The audience was shocked. They couldn't accept that the mysterious, well - respected figure they had always looked up to had been completely overwhelmed by a rookie.

Uncle Du and the others were also stunned. Their faces still showed traces of the concern they had for Ed just moments before, now mixed with shock.

Iris couldn't speak at all, her mouth hanging open in disbelief!

This reaction was actually quite normal, because, for those weaker than Ed, it was impossible to comprehend this kind of fight.

But out of the thousand people present, there were probably less than one percent who could match Ed in terms of swordsmanship.

Even the commentator, Jason, was stunned. As a commentator, he was supposed to prepare notes in advance, but this scene completely caught him off - guard.

He had already planned to praise Ivar after the battle ended, but this scene completely threw him off!

As the commentator, he stood there speechless, and an eerie silence fell over the entire arena.

"Hmm?" At that moment, Jason noticed the group of important figures sitting in the VIP section.

At this time, the heads of various associations were watching the battle with serious expressions on their faces, each of them looking quite intrigued!

It had happened! The swordsmanship!

During the challenge match, they had watched through the recording stone and had already seen that Ed's swordsmanship was impressive, but back then, only a small portion of it had been revealed!

Now, as the group of prominent figures watched, their understanding of Ed's strength deepened and became more three-dimensional.

Seeing their reactions, Jason quickly thought of a way to break the silence.

"Honored guests, you are all among the best Hunters. Could you share your thoughts on this battle?" Jason raised the topic.

But for a moment, no one responded because everyone was intently focused on the swordplay. Only one person, the leader of the Wood Spirit Association, who had a more approachable personality, reluctantly replied:

"Actually, the reason for this situation is quite simple."

The person speaking was named Tree Spirit, a very experienced Hunter with considerable prestige and fame, as he was also the head of an association.

As soon as he spoke, all the spectators immediately became very curious and listened intently.

Tree Spirit looked at the scene without further explanation and simply said: "Ivar is not holding back from drawing his sword because he doesn't want to, it's because he simply can't!"

He sighed, adding: "This battle is already over. Ivar has lost."

With these words, all the spectators were stunned, especially Ivar's fans and the fans of the mysterious figure.

Since many believed Ivar to be the mysterious figure, they gasped in pessimism and disappointment!

Meanwhile, on the screen, Ivar, who had been struggling to dodge, gritted his teeth. Internally, he was on the brink of collapse.

"How did this happen? Why are his moves so much faster than mine? Have I become weaker?"

He dodged again and again, his stamina draining rapidly.

On the other hand, Ed, although continuously swinging his sword, was using his opponent's force against him, conserving his own energy. His swordsmanship was impeccable!

Ivar was acutely aware that he needed to counterattack.

If he didn't, he knew there would be no way out for him!

He had no choice but to seize a moment, reaching behind him to draw his steel sword.

"Yes! I can definitely pull it out! As long as I have a sword in my hand, I won't be unable to fight back."

"Once I have it, I can definitely counter this guy and win! I'll strike him hard to vent my frustration!"

Ivar was thinking this, but little did he know, the moment he reached for his sword, Ed saw the opening!

Ed's eyes narrowed. He let out a low grunt, his gaze sharp as a blade. The moment he noticed Ivar's finger movements, he snapped his wrist and swung his sword!

The strike was almost perfectly synchronized with where his gaze had landed!

Whoosh!

The sword struck squarely at Ivar's wrist, the hand that had been reaching for his sword.

In an instant, his wrist stiffened and went limp, falling to the ground from midair!

Blood gushed out!

"Ahhhhhh!"

The excruciating pain forced Ivar to let out a low, guttural scream of agony!

His movements had been caught, as if he were a chick under the hawk's gaze—a single mistake came at a devastating cost!

After that, Ed didn't stop for a second. After crippling Ivar's hand, he unleashed a flurry of strikes, slashing at Ivar's body from all directions!

Crack!

With each swing of the sword, Ivar's body was covered in wounds. The final blow from Ed was aimed straight for his throat!

Ivar, already kneeling on the ground, trembled as he stared at the sword coming for his throat. He screamed out in panic:

"I surrender!!!"

The moment his voice rang out, Ed's movements finally halted, and he slowly drew his sword back.

Ivar hurriedly added, "Stop, I surrender! I admit I had thoughts about your spoils, but I realize my mistake now!"

"Please, spare me!"

Ivar, utterly humiliated, had no choice but to beg for mercy.

As he knelt there and said these words, both his teammates behind him and the thousands of spectators watching were all shocked and couldn't believe it!

Ivar had lost!

And he had lost utterly! He was kneeling and admitting defeat with his own mouth!

From this moment on, his reputation, built up over the years, would be completely shattered. His worth would plummet, and it would be hard for any association to want to recruit him again.

Ed remained silent, but he turned his head and glanced at Thomas:

"Big brother Thomas, have you collected all the Red Poison Ants?"

Thomas couldn't help but shudder, feeling the overwhelming aura emanating from Ed.

Still, he nodded vigorously: "Yes, just like you said, I've collected them all!"

With this, Ed felt assured. With all these Red Poison Ants collected, his current score put him far ahead of all individual Hunters, easily securing the number one spot!

He was even close to catching up with some of the weaker associations!

After this, no individual Hunter would stand a chance against him.

After all, even if the points were disregarded, the strongest contender— Ivar—was now crippled, kneeling at his feet!

"Then, I'll be leaving now." Ivar covered his broken wrist, trembling as he stood up.

With a face ashen with defeat, he slowly made his way toward his team.

This time, his defeat was complete! Ivar's pride couldn't accept such humiliation!

He had always been proud and disdainful of others. The reason he had given in earlier was that, in his mind, he was already plotting his revenge!

As Ivar turned his back to Ed, his pupils instantly filled with venomous hatred:

"Damn it! I won't forget this! Once the match ends and we leave the arena, I'll gather assassins and make sure to tear you apart, piece by piece, to ease the hatred in my heart!"

"Although I've lost one hand, which weakens my strength to some extent, even with one arm, I can still use ninety percent of my power! I will still get my revenge!"

While Ivar was thinking this, and walking back, Ed's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Ivar froze for a moment, then turned around. The venomous hatred in his eyes vanished, replaced by an incredibly polite smile.

"What's the matter? Brother, I have already admitted defeat, is there anything else you need?"

Ed's expression was cold, almost icy. He slowly spoke, "I told you, you can leave, right?"

Ivar's body instantly stiffened, his brows furrowing slightly, "I don't quite understand what you mean..."

At that moment, Ivar's teammates approached to help their severely injured captain.

Ed's face remained cold as he exhaled sharply.

"Is this how it works? You try to steal my spoils, and that's it? You just show up and leave as you please?"

Ed's expression was frosty. Ivar had surrendered because he had been beaten into submission, but what if Ed's strength had been weaker than Ivar's?

If that were the case, Ed would have been in a very bad position.

So, letting Ivar walk away just like that seemed too lenient.

Ivar took a step forward, "What else do you want?"

Ed spoke calmly, "It's simple. I want all the spoils your team has earned from this match until now."

As soon as Ed's words hit the air, Ivar and his teammates were struck with shock.

This meant they would leave the arena with nothing!

And the match was already more than halfway over!

Ivar forced a smile, hoping Ed might soften: "This... isn't this a bit too heartless? Brother, could we discuss this further?"

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