Kylian spat out a mouthful of blood and tried to get up, but the intense pain made it impossible. With a look of disbelief on his face, he asked, "You dared to attack me?"
The four great Sacred Lands' Saint Masters were nominally equal. But in terms of individual ability, Kylian was the best. It was hard to judge who might be second or third, but Adalyn definitely came in last.
So, how dare she challenge Kylian?
Adalyn raised their hand again and slapped Kylian hard across the face, causing him to slide quickly across the ice. He only came to a stop when he collided directly with Remus.
At that moment, Kylian no longer paid attention to Remus next to him but instead glared at Adalyn. This was what humiliation was, a Saint Master getting slapped in the face!
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